Rachel has struggled with an eating disorder for nearly her whole life, and one day, her parents decide it is time for her to get help. She's been throwing up meals, starving herself, and its not just an eating disorder either. She also has attempted suicide four times in her life...and has been cutting since she was eleven.
No one knew about it, but as she slowly starves herself to death...her parents start to notice. It isn't normal to be 5'5" and only 85lbs. Her dad books an appointment with a doctor to check her weight, and see if anything is going on...because no one knew what happened behind closed doors with Rachel.
When she goes to the doctor, her weight turned out to be dangerously low, and they decide to run an EKG for Rachel. Her heart is in danger, and what is usually just a phase turned into a serious and fatal eating disorder. The doctor even told Rachel she was anything but fat...and needs to gain weight...but she says she cannot be any heavier than she is. By heavy, she was referring to 85lbs.
Since she refuses to gain weight, and doesn't show signs of willingness to improve, she is sent to a hospital that can help her with her eating disorder and provide therapy. But, there is a problem. Rachel had a lot of unfinished business at school, torn friendships, heartbreak, the popular girls targeting her lately. She had been going through a ton of problems and was misunderstood in most of them. All she wants is to see everyone she dealt with one last time, and apologize, clear it up, be honest, and explain. But in this hospital, part of the therapy is being cut off from talking to ANYONE. Except, there are visiting hours for her to see her dysfunctional family from 5:30 to 7:30 on Tuesday and Thursday.
Eventually she is driven to the edge, and feels she will never get out of the hospital. She hates it...no privacy, therapy 5hrs a day...and even tries to kill herself in the hospital.
*(COMPLETED)
"The worst thing about being lied to is knowing you weren't worth the truth."
He bit his lip.
"I wanted to te-"
His eyes began to water and as a single tear fell he looked at me and said "but what if you've been lying for so long you don't know how to tell the truth?"
"I have and so will you."
He shook his head, shut his eyes, and leaned his forehead against the glass. "And here I was thinking you would admit that you don't tell the truth either."
I gripped the telephone as my knuckles turned white. "What do you mean?"
"Come on Zoey I've seen you sneaking around acting like you're busy. You're hiding something and you won't tell me."
All Zoey Campbell ever wanted to do was keep her head down and get through high school. Too bad it isn't that easy.
Zoey is tired of everything and everyone. She is tired of being pushed around and tired of watching in the shadows. She is tired of pretending to like that girl that doesn't even know her name. Tired of pretending that she is ok when she isn't.
She is constantly hoping for a better way out thinking she should just disappear. All she wants to do is scream but no matter how loud she screams no one can hear her.
Don't worry things just get worse. Everyone thinks she's a "sick" girl and just another suicide case waiting to happen. I mean what kind of girl sits by herself everyday right?
Zoey is running out of time and she thinks no one has tried to help her until her "special" speech in class. No one really cares about what she really thinks anyway. It just that feeling of pity. Everyone thinks she really is sick but she knows she's not. But what if she is? Maybe all it takes is that one thing to make her snap. As her life gets thrown into chaos and deep dark secrets she can't help but try to figure out the truth. Will she find a way to let her new friends save her or will she just end up as another suicide case?
*Disclaimer wrote this in 2017 when I was 14.