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by Suri dawn Oct 20, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I met a young girl last week, and I didn't mean to stare, but this girl was beautiful, with big blue eyes and long brown hair. Her smile was so big. I, the only one that knew the truth. She had a deep dark secret. This secret was ruining her youth. She's the prettiest one! All the other kids said. But she feels she is fat and ugly. Better off dead. Her mother is controlling. Her dad, she never sees. Her mind begs for freedom. Let me be in control!Please! Her mind tells her she's fat. A worthless person indeed. She needs to make sure she's skinny, so her mind can soon be freed. What will be a better choice, starving or throwing up? What would make me skinnier? This whole plan is so corrupt! If she threw up someone would hear her, then tell her mother right away. So I guess today she'll starve, and maybe throw up another day. Sometimes she's forced to eat. For her friends, they care a lot. But after all that food, she wants to purge, but cannot. I'm the fattest person alive! But as soon as I leave home, I am going to get skinny real quick! My distorted habits won't be shown. This poor girl is only young, and each day she'll starve herself. She almost kills to be thin. She can't see it's ruined her health. She has so many that love her, yet she still agrees inside. She must do anything to be thin. That's why today....this young girl died. I met a young girl last week, and I didn't mean to stare, but this girl was beautiful, with big blue eyes and long brown hair.