the ward/s.m.
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"Okay munchkin, this is your room and you are allowed to walk around the ward once you're settled" Nurse Joann says.
I nod and give her a weak smile.
"And don't be shy. A lot of these kids are around your age." she reassured me.
She leaves and I decided to take her advice and leave my room. I close my door behind me and as I turn around I see a tall figure look at me.
"Welcome to the ward, new girl."
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avery harper was just a normal teenage girl. she had good grades in school and a lot of friends
until she wanted to be 'perfect'. her life was almost perfect in her eyes until one day her doctor tell her something horrible; she has been diagnosed with anorexia. she scared and not sure of what will happen when she's in the hospital. but little does she know being there will be the start of something great.
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