Solving  the puzzle that is her scars

Solving the puzzle that is her scars

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Layla has lost everything. Her mom Her twin... ""NOBODY IS EVER GOING TO WANT A FAILED ANOREXIC LIKE YOU " "LOSER " "NOBODY WANTS YOU NOT EVEN DEATH" "YOU CAN'T EVEN STARVE YOUR SELF RIGHT FATTY" "FAT" "UGLY" "B*T*H" these are some of the things that Layla Hadly has had drilled into her head since the end of sixth grade when she trusted her best friend with a secret now in the beginning of her sophomore year she seems to have attracted attention from the schools "bad boy" and most of the school when he takes an interest in her will he help her? Will he be able to save her? Will he cause her pain? Will he make her feel again ? Or will he open the gates of hell for her?
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"I smile everyday. I live my life like nothing is wrong with me. No one would ever guess that I'm screaming inside or that I've secretly been hiding this huge part of my life. No one would ever know that I cry myself to sleep at night or that deep down I'm starving for help." Welcome to Anorexia. Your hostess is Ana. She'll take over from here. Suffering alone inside of your mind from a terrifying mental disorder, is something that even those who battle such a thing every day, cannot fully understand. It's like being alone 24/7 yet it's never quiet inside of your head. You can't stop the voices. You can't control your emotions. As it gets worse, you lose control of your body all together. You become prey to your disease and You can't fight back. That is what it's like for someone who has spent years of their life suffering in silence from an eating disorder. Fighting a monster that you have no chance of beating. It's almost impossible to describe the type of torture that consumes your mind. Hell. It's equivalent to pure hell.

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