Annie sat on her bed, gazing at the models in her favourite magazines. They were all stick thin with bones everywhere, they were so thin in fact it was unhealthy. But for Annie, this was beautiful. She longed for a models body and tried so hard to achieve one. Tonight she unpacked her stash from under her bed and began to cry. She was hurting herself doing this, forcing herself to eat just to loose weight. Annie slowly tore the packaging off of her bag of sweets, popping several into her mouth at a time. She followed by eating many bags of crisps and cakes and chocolate before taking herself into the bathroom. Annie did this often. Every night in fact and the more she did it the harder it was to stop.
The vulnerable teen stepped out of the bathroom around ten minutes later. She looked awful. The colour had drained from her face and she looked so frail. If only Annie knew the lies and deceit of those pictures, if only she knew that she was beautiful no matter what...
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