It was a cold December afternoon, the wind felt like ice sweeping through my hair. The snow laid on the ground, frozen to the dry land, but the trees looking like a winter wonderland. Trees, naked and cold too, covered with snow making me think of a picture I once painted. Christmas is only a few weeks away, yet it felt like months. I am wearing a church dress, purple gown, my favorite color and type of dress. My black flats crunched the snow every step I took. My cold, white legs, looking like I am turning into a ghost. My dirty blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail flips every where I am walking. I took a glance at all the trees and snow covering the ground and it made me feel like I am actually dreaming of something good for once.
My name is Kasey Stewards, I am 13 years old and I am anorexic. I am bullied everyday from my old friends and the boys in my classes. I believe they bully me because of my weight, but my mom disagrees. She thinks, I am beautiful just the way I am and I should never change even for a million dollars. I have never told my mom that I am anorexic but in my mind I know that I am. My friends used to always be around me and help me with my schoolwork, but since I changed they have stopped comforting me when I'm sad, or, laughing with me at an inside joke. I only weigh 70 pounds but I know in my mind that I need to be thinner. My mind controls me, everything I ever do, it tells me not to do. It has changed me.
I like writing in the opposite sex's perspective sorry if I weird you out by that, but that's me!
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