Paige always set her alarm for 6am. She'd get up and leave the house before anyone woke up. She knew that if they were there they'd force her to eat all sorts of things. They were always trying to make her eat.
They just feel sorry for me, being so fat… She looked at herself in the mirror. Yuck, I need to lose at least a stone, no, at least two.
She put on her jeans, which fell, loosely around her hips and a tiny t-shirt. She didn't see herself the way everyone else did. Everyone saw her for what she really was, beautiful but anorexicly thin. She looked unwell. Her bones stuck out of her skin, she skin was almost grey and there was constantly pain in her eyes. She grabbed her bag and some of her books and went downstairs. She jumped a little when Grams said,
"You're up early dear"
"I always get up early"
"I noticed. Have you had breakfast?"
"Erm, yep"
"What did you have?" Grams asked suspiciously. Paige froze for a moment, thinking about what was in the cupboard.
"One of those breakfast bar thingy's you bought yesterday."
"Okay, why are you leaving for school so early?"
"I walk to Ellie's house"
"That only takes twenty minutes Paige"
"And?"
"So then you've still got an hour and a half before school"
"It takes us about half an hour to walk from hers"
"What happens to the other hour?"
"Make-up, chit-chat, you know. Now can I go please?"
"Fine, have you got lunch?"
"I'll buy some" she said beginning to walk off
"Have you got money?"
"Duh. Bye" Paige said hurrying out the door and closing it as quickly as possible. Grams sighed as she watched her youngest granddaughter walk out. She was so worried about her. There was barely anything of her. She must have been a good couple of stone underweight. She didn't use to be, she had just started losing weight for a reason no one could understand. Everyone had tried to talk to her but she thought they were all against her.
Grams walked to the cupboard in the kitchen and opened it and, just as she had thought, the box of breakfast bars that she had bought yesterday was untouched. They hadn't been opened.
Great, on top of everything, I have an anorexic granddaughter… Grams thought, sighing heavily.
Oh dear! What are they going to do with poor lil Paige? Read on and you'll find out! )