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"23?" Stan said in shock. Eric nodded. Everyone looked over at Wendy. She was lying extremely weak on the cot, her lips a strange shade of purple. Stan felt an uneasy wave of nausea wash over him.
"That does it!" Nurse said, standing up. "I have no choice but to call an ambulance!"
"An ambulance?" Everyone seemed to say together.
"Wendy is a very sick girl." She picked up her phone and dialed 911. Mr. Mackey, however, gave Wendy food to eat.
"I'm...I'm not hungry, sir," She said slowly, rejecting his offer of a sandwich.
"That is bullshit! Mmmkay. Now eat!" He insisted, shoving the sandwich at her. She took it and threw it onto the floor and, flipping her dried out hair, glared harshly at the Counselor. He, in turn, turned a light shade of pink before sitting down in a chair and put his head in his hands.
"Alright. Alright. Yes, i believe she is suffering from anorexia nervosa," The nurse was saying to the dispatcher. "Yes, 23 kilos."..."I know she is very sick!"
Without warning, Wendy picked her frail body up off the cot and fled the Nurse's office.
"Hey!"
"Aye! Scrawny!"
"Get back here! Mmkay!"
The rest of South Park Middle School watched in awe as the very thin girl was chased down the hall by four boys and a man. Wendy fled as fast as her 23 kilogram body would allow her, and she was almost to the exit, but was she ever tired, and Eric had atleast 100 pounds on her...
"WENDY!" She heard someone-was it Kyle or Stan?-yelling after her.
Keep running, her mind told her. You're almost there, keep running. Keep running, keep-
Wendy's heart gave out and she collapsed lifelessly on the floor of her school.
End Note: Will Wendy survive? Will she die? REVIEW! Tell me which outcome you would like to see! I will decide her final fate :) Mwuhahahaha