Betrayed. (Eyeless Jack)

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I sobbed into my hands as mother patted me on the back.  "Sshh, baby, everything will be alright."  
I had just got news from the doctors, I was diagnosed with Crohn's disease.    
When we got home, I rushed to my room and tore off my clothes. I examined my body with hatred burning in my eyes. "I'm so fat …" I mumbled. I could see my ribs, but I didn't care!  I'm still too fat!  
I put my index finger in the back of my throat, making myself gag.  I finally threw up what was left in my stomach, my throat burning from the acid in my tummy.  
I wiped my mouth and looked at myself in the mirror.  I started to cry, why couldn't I be normal?All Rights Reserved

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