I Left
My Heart
in Cheshire
Chapter
7
I cringed under my own touch. I
outlined my jaw with
my freezing cold fingers. and so old habits
return.
I stared at my self. With one specific look in my
eyes.
Disgust.
I examined my body through my
clothes. Yuck.
I lifted up my shirt a bit, I grabbed at my
stomache, and my hips. I put the shirt down.
I looked down at my shorts, I hit my jiggly thighs,
then moved on to the next area.
I stared at my face. Hideous. I
thought.
Meghan was right, I am fat. No one will ever love
me.
No stalling, I thought, old habits return.
I put my cold hand around my mouth, and slipped two
fingers in, triggering the gag reflex,
I got near the toilet, and it all came out. All the
food, and everything else.
No eating for a while. I thought.
I heard a noise, what was that? Is mom home?
I flushed the toilet and ran down stairs, tears
still streaming down my face.
It was Harry.
"I let myself in, are you okay? I figured
I'd check on you, Meghan just left."
I needed all the comforting I could get, I jumped
in his arms.
I cuddled him and cried into his shoulder, refusing
to tell him what was wrong,
so we just watched The Notebook.
Nothing ever right in my life. And I absolutely
hate it.
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Sorry It's short! Katie
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really long and descriptive so I tried my best. We
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