I spend the rest of the night trying to talk,
trying to move,
nothing was working,
I couldn't move,
I couldn't talk,
no matter how much I tried.
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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)
