I hadn’t eaten in so long…I tried to dream of the taste…it only made the pain and hunger worse. I hated everyone because they could eat anything, and I couldn’t eat at all. I had stolen food from children’s lunches on the playground when they playing. I even stole from the cafeteria. But Mother always found out…and would make me pay. When I would eat, she made me puke it all back up. Then she would make me eat it! I thought Father would be my Superman, to help me escape from this evil monster, but he just stood there. I wanted nothing more than to just eat, and be loved. Too bad I was such a bad boy.
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