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95. At 95pounds I still feel fat. I am so alone in this horrible world. I am falling again, and guess who has saved me from hitting the ground. Ana. She reache dout and held me. I struggled to escape her sharp claws and rotton breath. Ana is no longer beautiful, she is a horrible creature. I dont want her anymore. But once again she is with me, she is near by, waiting for me to breath so she can take over me like so many times before.
But I wont let her. I am not her, I am healthy. I am 95, that is healthy, slightly over-weight, but still.
But I wont let her. I am not her, I am healthy. I am 95, that is healthy, slightly over-weight, but still.