A/N
Yes, this is possibly the shortest chapter known to man. Yes, I have another story that I SHOULD be working on. However, this idea popped into my head and I couldn't NOT write it. As a warning to potential readers, this story will center on sensitive subjects(eating disorders). Read at your own discretion.
Chapter 1: Nightmare
I'm hungry. Sooo hungry. I can't take it anymore.
I'm off and running, dashing out of the portrait hole and skidding into the entrance hall.
Throwing open the doors to the Great Hall, I see a feast laid out. Soup, salad, pies- every food I could possibly imagine is there. My eyes zone in on my favorite- chocolate fudge cake.
A small part of my mind warns me not to eat it, to resist the temptation, but it's too late. I grab handfuls of it and shove it down my throat, not caring about my manners or my outfit for once. I sigh in bliss, feeling the chocolate goodness fill my stomach.
But then, the Great Hall disappears, and I'm somewhere else entirely. I'm in an unfamiliar room, surrounded by mirrors, all showing me the same horrible image.
Me. Fat, bloated, ugly. From all angles, at every turn, it's all I can see.
The bite of cake in my mouth turns chalky and disgusting, and I wake with a scream.