Bones.

Bones.

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I think they all think I'm sick. I'm not sick. I'm just not hungry...Or at least that's what I tell them. It's okay though. No one stares yet. Only a few pounds. They don't realize it's really 21. They don't have to. It's okay though. Ana shall be my friend. We'll walk hand and hand forever. She'll love me. I'll love her. We don't need anyone else.
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Daiha Smith has everything, or, so it seems. Her dad received a promotion, and with that promotion, her family seemed to gain everything. But Daiha lost a lot in the process. Her parents are never home anymore, her sister cares more about her friends than her family, and Daiha has yet to escape the cruel remarks, evil stares, and just the mean girls at school. It seems to her that nobody cares about her anymore... Will somebody notice the self harm, the anorexia, before its too late? WARNING: triggers throughout the novel Please read with a grain of salt. This was written when I was 14, and needs extreme editing. 2014 © ele0411. All Rights Reserved Poetry : #1 [ 7 . 12 . 16 ] disclaimer: I do not own any pictures (including the cover art), videos, or lyrics (on cover) used in the story and do not claim them as my own work. credit goes to the rightful owners.

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