It All Started with the Devil

The day I Holland brook met the devil

It was my first day of junior year. My alarm clock went off approximately at 6:00. I wanted to have enough time to take a shower and dry my hair. I quickly got in the shower; it was cold at first, and then warm. It only took about 20 min to wash my hair and body. When I stepped out of the shower, I grabbed a blue plush towel off of the rack to the right of the tub. I wrapped my petite body in the towel.

I walked out of the bathroom and proceeded to get dressed. I turned the silver door knob revealing a small closet with one single bar going from one side to the other with different types of clothes hanging from it. I grabbed a pair of ripped jeans and a black tight crop top with a checkered black and white flannel to top it off. I got dressed then walked back into the bathroom to do my hair.

I stopped in front of my mirror and stared at my reflection for a minute. I have always had these issues with my body image; I have struggled with Anorexia my entire life. Since I was 13 years old, I have obsessed over everything that I eat. I can't really think about when it started or why, but I haven't stopped since. I must stay under 100 pounds; if I go even one pound over, I instantly start to vomit. At one point it got so bad that I turned it into a game, a game to see how small I could get. I got down to 80 pounds; you could see every bone in my body. I even tried to get even smaller until my body completely shut down. All my organs started to fail, and I almost died. I haven't been that small since. I went to rehab for 6 months and just got back over this past weekend. I'm back up to my normal 96 pounds, you can still see most of my bones, but I look a lot healthier than I did.

I focused on my stomach when I looked in the mirror. I could count how many ribs I had because of how prominent they stuck out of my body. I turned the sink on and washed my face before applying my acne cream. I let it sit for a minute before washing it out and continuing to put on make up. I add foundation and concealer, then proceed to finish with mascara. I wasn't much for make up, just enough to look presentable to the out side world. I plugged in my hair dryer and blow dried my hair until it was perfectly straight.

I took one last look at myself in the mirror before turning and exiting the bathroom. I grabbed my book bag off my desk before heading toward the stairs.

I ran down the stairs as quickly as I could. In the kitchen, my Nana was making me breakfast. She always makes me a big breakfast on the first day of school back. She made me some pancakes,eggs,bacon, and toast. I stared at the food not knowing what to grab. Honestly, I didn't want to eat anything but I need to do this for my nana. I grabbed one pancake with one piece of toast, while she ate bacon, eggs, and toast.

"Is that all you're gonna eat honey?" She asked in a concerned voice. I hate how she watches everything I eat now. I feel like I'm under the microscope every time it's time for a meal.

"I'm also gonna get some fruit." I said with a smile splattered to my face as I made my way over to the fridge and got an apple out.

"Oh okay thats a good idea honey,  so how did you sleep?" she asked.

"Good, I guess. I tossed and turned a lot. I was too excited to start my senior year." I replied.

"I'm sorry honey, but I think it is time for you to leave, or your gonna be late. Its almost 7:30, but make sure to bring that apple with you and eat it on the way!" She yelled as I realized what time it was and jumped up to leave.

"Oh crap! I need to leave quick! Thank you Nana for the breakfast, I love you bye!" I said as rushing and trying to find my car keys. Before I left the kitchen I grabbed the apple off the table to make her happy even though I'll probably throw it away when I get to school.