Waiting For An Answer...

As I look into the mirror I begin to cry, I can no longer bare the site of my body! As I get visions of me picturing myself skinny, I fall to the floor nearly dieing... I begin to dig my nails into my skin as I black out from all the crying. Suddenly I hear my voice yell uncontrolably,"WHY?!" "WHY CAN'T I BE SKINNY?!" "I WANNA BE BEAUTIFUL!!!" "WHATS WRONG WITH ME!?" with in minutes my throat beings to throb from all the screaming. My voice slowly dimmed with a little crying squeal. I wipe my eyes then stood up, and took on last look. I then looked down to the floor, and suddenly stared up....like I were wating for an answer.......