Meredith settled down to her desk to start her school work, she was ahead in everything and top her class but still that wasn't enough to make her mum proud. Ever since Meredith could remember she had heard about how embarrassed her mother was of her and how her academic achievement put shame on the family name. All she ever did was try to make her mother proud. She wanted to become a surgeon just like her mum when she grew up, not because her mum was an inspiration but because she had spent so much time at the hospital as a child waiting for her mum to finish work. After 2 hours of school work Meredith got up to stretch her legs. She felt her body wandering towards the bathroom and her mother's words still ringing in her ears 'have you put on weight?' 'I'm ashamed to call you a Grey'. She knew what she was about to do was wrong and how she had promised herself that yesterday would be her last time but her mother's words were stronger then her own will, like her mother said she had no self control, if only she knew it had nothing to do with food. She knew todays one wouldn't be pleasant as all she had eaten was a mint her friend Christina had given her. Meredith stuck her fingers inside her mouth and down her throat and left them there until she felt her insides coming out. Her tiny frame convulsed and her stomach lining began to rip and blood poured out from her mouth. She had been pro Anna for about 9 months now so she knew her stomach would start becoming weak. Her last meal was three days ago at lunch and only because her friends would start asking questions if she didn't eat every two to three days.
