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3 am

A frail, teddy bear like girl sat at the edge of her bed. Barely breathing, eyes glazed over, boring invisible holes into the plaster wall of her bedroom; it was a shade of sickly grey. Her phone buzzed obnoxiously on her lap but she dare not move, dare not look down.

3:20 am

What a change: the girls long hair covered her head in tangles and she was trembling with the phone still buzzing but it didn't stop -

ANOREXIC
ANOREXIC ANOREXIC
ANOREXIC ANOREXIC ANOREXIC
ANOREXIC ANOREXIC ANOREXIC ANOREXIC

Each text was the same
The unfamiliar number was the same
The font
The buzz
But the effect it had on the girl was progressively worse

There was a loose thread from her faded pink pj pants stuck to a scab on her hand; it bothered her. The phone slipped from her hand gratefully but landed on the floor with one last angry buzz.

ANOREXIC

And the screen went blank.

3:53 am

The pale pink thread hypnotized her, willed her to move it. With uncanny precision her free hand glide towards the scab and with a swift motion plucked off the thread. To her horror the majority of her hand pealed off along with the thread which was now black with blood. A chunk of skin hung from the thread and she flung it at the sickly grey wall; it splattered then oozed towards the floor, staining the freshly cleaned carpet. the girls toy-like brown eyes flooded and her vision blurred, she proceeded to examine her hand in disbelief.

4 am

It reminded her of a machine, one with intertwined words and an intricate mind. She could clearly see the bone on four fingers and her knuckles. Much to her surprise the under layer of skin was not raw but rotting and a putrid shade of brown; almost bubbling with movement. The girl watched helplessly as more skin slid down her arm, revealing muscle tissue and more decomposing flesh.

4:15 am

After a fair amount of still silence she regained the gift of movement. Calmly, she stood up and strode towards the bathroom unlocking the door with her good hand. She held back a gasp when she faced her reflection; there was a gash beneath her eye and blood trickled down her cheek. She admired the trail of crimson then, with a swift, unexpected movement, clawed the cut with her nail. She looked down just in time to see her right cheek fall to the floor.

4:37

The girl turned her attention back to the mirror only to notice that her black tank top had been shredded from the top of her ribs down. The only part intact was what covered her chest giving it a bra like look. She just watched, no longer in horror but with a self confident poise and amused eyes. Slowly but surely the girls teddy bear and toy like quality disappeared leaving behind a sadistic exterior.

5:01 am

By this time the ripped black fabric clung to bone as if it were a life line. The left hip bone was protruding through the top of the pyjamas elastic, there was nothing left at her torso except a spine and the stream of scarlet blood that flowed as if it were a water slide. Her ribs were only missing a handful of skin on the right side and the four showing resembled polished ivory. On the stained tile floor lay the girls empty stomach, twitching in pain.

5:19 am

A smiled played on the corners of the girls lips, she was enjoying this. Her eyes were filled with life, open wide, admiring her new look. She twirled around like the ballerina she wished to be, never taking her eyes off the mirror. After a minute or two she realized she was acting childish and silly, as this thought crossed her mind her face hardened almost immediately but not before she was unable to suppress a giggle.

5:30 am

Nothing was happening. She pouted and crossed her arms like an impatient five year old, The girl breathed a sigh and swiped her uncut nails across the top of her chest, as a result, she inhaled sharply. The sadistic edge creeped back into her eyes as she watched her skin part willingly, the smiled crawled back as well. The decomposition retook its course and a large piece of skin began pushing itself out of her body, rejecting it.

thump thump...
thump thump......
thump thump.........

5:58 am

Now this she had not been expecting... she stared at herself.

6 am

She could see her heart. It's weak, steady beat put her into a trance.

6:12 am

Her unblinking focus was broken when she heard a tap on the mirror. How odd, she was the only one there... As if someone grabbed her windpipe with the intention of crushing it she gagged. What was left of the girl collapsed on the flesh covered floor, trembling and convulsing. All and any confidence poured out of her body as if it were allergic, fear and helplessness flooded her eyes as she sobbed.

6:30 am

The girl was a tattered teddy in need of stitches and stuffing. Her breathing slowed and her vision cleared but she was still missing half her body. She uncurled from her fetal position and rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling lamp until it felt as thought she was going into the light.

7 am

Something familiar pulled her out of her vegetable like state; a sound... a buzz.

7:01 am

The girl got up and found the mirror again, the buzzing continued. Drowning out the sound she focused on her wounds. Rolling up hrt pant legs she realized her right ankle and left calf were torn up and infected but she deemed it minor and moved on. Her hip bone was still showing, stomach still missing, blood still trickling down her spine, and ribs still gleaming like a midnight sun. Nothing she can do about it, next. Her right hand and arm continued to decay and she discovered a new gash on her left shoulder. The top of her chest was lined with claw marks and her heart pumped whatever blood remained in body. She glanced at the floor, it was a pool of crimson. She drew her attention back to the mirror, her cheek was still nowhere to be found. The girl smiled at her reflection and to her surprise it smiled back with a twinkle in its eyes.

7:55 am

After what seemed like forever something unbelievable happened. The lipstick her mother had given her for her birthday floated into thin air then the cap slid off and dived into the sink. In her favourite shade of blinding, frosted pink it began to write on the mirror -

.A
...N
.....O
.......R
.........E
...........X
..............I
................C

8:03 am

Without a moments notice the remainder of the girls skin melted to the ground and for a split second she stared at her skeletal reflection with no eyes. Then her bones clattered to the ground like a 9/11 tower.

8:15 am

The alarm clock blared and her eyes flew open, she scrambled out of bed and into jeans and a shirt. On her way to the bathroom she checked her phone -

8:22 am ( 29 new text messages )

8:25 am

She booked it out the door, missing breakfast yet again.

Epilogue -

Later that day she was hospitalized after fainting at school. Doctors discovered she had not eaten for 72 hours and was 20 pounds underweight.

7:42 pm

Anorexia has claimed yet another life.