Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. I only own the computer and TV I watch it on.
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Till the End.
Those three words repeated themselves in her mind.
Serena sighed, and pulled herself out of the bathtub. She walked passed the mirror because she knew what she would see.
What she seen was a lie.
She was so pale, almost every bone in her body stuck out!
However, she did not see that.
She walked to the scale, which she had not been on in a while. The last time she had weighed herself she had been 119.3 pounds.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and stepped on the scale.
After about a minute, she opened her eyes.
93.6 pounds.
93.6…pounds…I only lost 26 pounds…that's not enough…I'm still fat.
Her goal was…she had no goal. She wanted to be thin, and thin was around 80 pounds maybe 70 pounds.
Serena felt like crying, she felt like a failure.
Damn, I can loose weight fast enough.
Am I meant to be fat?
There must be a better way!
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Serena came out of the bathroom wearing a fuzzy pink, bathrobe.
In her room, she put a long black skirt and a pink button blouse on the bed.
Then she took off her robe…
She heard a gasp coming from behind her.
She quickly turned to see Michelle standing there.
"MICHELLE!"
Serena picked up her robe and immediately put it on.
"Serena…you're body…your bones."
"What? Oh, I was always like this!" She said Lame excuse
"Serena…"
"Michelle, can I help you with something." She said changing the subject.
"Uh…There…I was just wondering if you and your friend would like to come to a party tonight. It would be…fun."
"Yea, I'll ask Casey later, okay?"
"Uh…Sure."
"Serena are you sure you're ok?"
"Yes Michelle I'm sure."
"Now, I must get dress." She pushed Michelle out her room and shut the door.
Sighing, she slid down against the door.
Michelle…don't tell what you saw…please
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"What do you mean Michelle?"
"Amara…Serena was so skinny. You could count all the bones in her body…I think something is wrong with her."
"Like what?"
"Remember the dinner at Italian Olive Café?"
"Yes…"
"Well, I had got up to go to the bathroom after Serena left, and I heard Casey say, 'Urg, lemons don't taste good coming up just to warn you.' Then I heard Serena start throwing up…Amara. I think…no, I know Serena and Casey are bulimic…"
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Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out but school just started and I havent had time. I wish for Spring Break again
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Till the End.
Those three words repeated themselves in her mind.
Serena sighed, and pulled herself out of the bathtub. She walked passed the mirror because she knew what she would see.
What she seen was a lie.
She was so pale, almost every bone in her body stuck out!
However, she did not see that.
She walked to the scale, which she had not been on in a while. The last time she had weighed herself she had been 119.3 pounds.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and stepped on the scale.
After about a minute, she opened her eyes.
93.6 pounds.
93.6…pounds…I only lost 26 pounds…that's not enough…I'm still fat.
Her goal was…she had no goal. She wanted to be thin, and thin was around 80 pounds maybe 70 pounds.
Serena felt like crying, she felt like a failure.
Damn, I can loose weight fast enough.
Am I meant to be fat?
There must be a better way!
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Serena came out of the bathroom wearing a fuzzy pink, bathrobe.
In her room, she put a long black skirt and a pink button blouse on the bed.
Then she took off her robe…
She heard a gasp coming from behind her.
She quickly turned to see Michelle standing there.
"MICHELLE!"
Serena picked up her robe and immediately put it on.
"Serena…you're body…your bones."
"What? Oh, I was always like this!" She said Lame excuse
"Serena…"
"Michelle, can I help you with something." She said changing the subject.
"Uh…There…I was just wondering if you and your friend would like to come to a party tonight. It would be…fun."
"Yea, I'll ask Casey later, okay?"
"Uh…Sure."
"Serena are you sure you're ok?"
"Yes Michelle I'm sure."
"Now, I must get dress." She pushed Michelle out her room and shut the door.
Sighing, she slid down against the door.
Michelle…don't tell what you saw…please
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"What do you mean Michelle?"
"Amara…Serena was so skinny. You could count all the bones in her body…I think something is wrong with her."
"Like what?"
"Remember the dinner at Italian Olive Café?"
"Yes…"
"Well, I had got up to go to the bathroom after Serena left, and I heard Casey say, 'Urg, lemons don't taste good coming up just to warn you.' Then I heard Serena start throwing up…Amara. I think…no, I know Serena and Casey are bulimic…"
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Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out but school just started and I havent had time. I wish for Spring Break again
