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I was sitting in my room writing my English essay on my computer. I started thinking about the recent few days when I got a horrible memory

*Flash back*

I’m sitting under the big purple tree in my local park, drawing random faces. I can’t draw but it helps with my emotions. I’m 13 at this time and sort of in the middle of turning from the preppy side to the dark side. I grabbed my pencil and sketch book and walked towards the play park and sat on one of the swings. I know I’m too old to play on them but I missed out on my child hood and I like to keep in touch as often as I can. Lucky Dwayne took most of the duties. But recently he’s been talking about moving to Oregon when he’s 18 for uni. That’s 3 years. I better make as much of what’s left as I can. I looked up and saw HIM. It was just a guy at school I’d liked him for ages. His names Bill Smyth. I thought he was cute but from what I heard he is the biggest headed person in the universe. I sat and watched him as he laughed with his friends. I recognised one of them. A girl I had talked to a while ago. I thought she was my friend. Then it hit me. I had told her I liked Bill. I got up off the swing and walked out of the park.

“Bell!!” I heard a voice. It was the girl.

“Yeah?”

“Come sit with us. I have something to ask you.”

“If it’s about the geometry test, I’m failing it anyway so it’s no use.”

“No nothing like that. You know Bill. Right?”

“I’ve seen him around”

“Well he want’s to know if you want to go out sometime.”

“Um...Ok” I bite my lip. I couldn’t believe this.

“Want to go for a walk?” Bill asked

“Sure.” I got up and followed him.

We walked through the park. I grabbed his hand and looked up. He tensed a bit but smiled down. We walked up to the duck pond and sat on the bench.

I drew a quick sketch of the tree in the middle of the island.

I turned my head and moved to kiss Bill, but he moved his head back. He tried to bounce back from it but it was too late I know he was faking it.

“I knew it.”

“What?”

“You we’re only joking.”

“No I’m not”

“Bill, the ONE thing I’m not, is stupid.”

“OK YOU WANT THE TRUTH. YEAH I WAS ONLY JOKING. IT’S TO SHOW YOU WHY NO ONE WILL WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU? YOU’RE A MIXED LABEL KID WHO KNOWS MORE THAN SHE SHOULD”

I just ran. I ran out of the park, past the mall, past the independent shops. I ran to the field. I always came here after every heart break. Up until not it was just when my mum’s partners left her but it still hurt me listening to her.

*reality*

Shit. I hate that memory. That was the day I started on my road to bulimia. My brain just needed a way to make me more pretty but I just faded into the background even more. I walked down the stairs skipping the bottom step. I grabbed my cell of its charger and ran back upstairs. I flicked through the number. Chris…Henry…Kaz…Katie...ahhhh there Lala. Lala’s a friend from way back when I was 6. We were living in Florida at the time, one of mums little adventures with her boyfriend. The only thing my mum got out of it was Casey. We lived next door and I never left her house.

I clicked the call button

“Bell!!”

“hey lala. I need to ask you something.”

“ok”

“know the way we gave each those parcels when I was leaving and promised to send to each other when we found the person we thought was the one? Well can you find mine cause I might need it.”

She screamed VERY loudly.

“calm down lala. I’ll call you again hen I want it. I have to go I have to go vist the lucky guy.”

“Awwwww I hate you not calling for months then only staying on for a few seconds”

“I’ll call you in 2 hours, swear”

“Bye”

I hung up and leaned over the edge of my newly cleaned bed and pulled out my vans and put them on and grabbed my car keys from my dresser and went down stairs and got into my car.

What happened next just shocked me…..

ok Bethan has claimed the next chapther so i dont know when it'll be out