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The Day I Met Ana
"Who are you" I was studying her face. Her slim, pale, porcelain face that was beautifully outlined by her long, gorgeous black hair. She had large, ice blue eyes that screamed "Beauty" and her soft pink lips were barely parted when she said her name. "Ana, my names Ana"
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Dear Anorexia
It's May now. The spring flowers are slowly blooming and I'm slowly dying. I sleep most of my days away. I've given up on my classes. I'm simply too hungry to focus on anything else. I can't remember the last time I've eaten. My friends are gone, my mum is afraid of me, my brothers are terrified. Just the other day...
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Anorexia Anonymous
September 1, 2012. My mum had me young. Really young. She wanted a barbie but she got a baby because she had no idea how condoms worked and before she knew it she had put on 2 stone and everyone was calling her a whore, she was privately educated and played lacrosse, she was a ballet dancer, she had a lot going for he...
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Pure
All she wanted was to be was happy. She just wanted to be accepted. She wanted to be like the other girls. But would that be enough? • • • This is the diary of a young teen who encounters Ana and Mia.
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