All it takes is 10 pills. 10 pills and I'll be gone. Good bye.
*Phone Call From Mr Hotty*
Him: Hey! How is it going my awesome twin?
Me: *sniffle*
Him: Sarah are you alright?
Me: Ricky, please leave me alone. I had a shitty night.
Him: Tell me about it?
Me: I lost my best friend.
Him: You didn't lose me though.
Me: Not you, Kennedy.
I tell him the entire story.
Him: Hey Sarah, don't cry. Don't you dare take the remaining 5 pills too. I love you to much for you to die. Besides, if you die, you don't know what color my pee is. I just had 15 Amps.
I laugh at his comment.
Me: Fine, only because I love you too loser.
Him: Good.
*comfortable silence*
Him: I gotta pee.
Me: Go then. Tell me what color it is tomorrow. It's 4am. Bye love ya!
Him: Bye! Love ya too you goof ball of a cousin.
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Life
Short StoryAnorexia, anxiety, and depression is a lot different and harder then some people who don't experience it. This is my story of battling them.
