My stomach grumbled,
I hit my stomach to tell it to shut up.
It grumbled again,
even louder this time.
I stood in my bedroom,
yelling at my stomach,
and hitting it,
until I passed out.
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desserted (brooklyn's story)
Teen Fictionshe didn't mean for it to happen, she stopped eating, not because she was fat, she knew she was already small, still didn't stop her from making comparisons though. (first book in the 'small' series. based on my own experiences)
