How did I become this way? So big, thick, fat? Why didn't my parents take action when I became bigger? I know I shouldn't take it out on my parents, it's my fault. It's my fault I eat too much.
I looked at my food on my plate. I only took one bite. I pushed the plate away from me and glared at it. My mom stared at me.
"Aren't you hungry, Anna?" she asked me. I shook my head no. "Why not?" she asked.
"I had a big lunch, so I'm still full." I said. My brother snickered.
"Of course you had a big lunch." I wanted to cry.
"That's enough, Brendon," my mom scolded . My dad didn't say a word, it kind o made me upset. Mkayla was just on her phone looking up once in a while to see what was going on.
I got up and went to my room and looked in the mirror. I rolled up my shirt a little and was disgusted in what I saw. All I saw was a fat girl. I need to loose weight. A lot of it in fact. I put my shirt back down and went to my bed and cried into my pillow.
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Horrible Numbers
Short Story-I might change the title just so you guys know- Anna is a teenager who has her own share of insecurities. But when her sister keeps putting her down, things get worse. She starts counting calories, exercising daily for hours on end. What will happe...
