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Chapter 4

Word Count: 1354    |    Released on: 06/01/2025

ook at Mommy

aw myself when

y growing up, I saw mysel

d harsh. I couldn't hear what they were

me turned into the coac

ok just like a Goblin. You stil

repeating over and over,

d, that endless nightmare, with my

r life? I didn't say anything harsh, just told her to refl

ver faced hardships growing up, a

d her, yet she can't h

hild, and we've given her everything

ching my parents complain

they really d

ouldn't have been bor

e case, why di

eyes on a ra

I saw was my p

ake! Final

heir faces quickly

you're doing? Are you threa

t even handle a little criticism! We're y

t this time they didn

eir hysteria, unsure

ht if I died, you'd be h

cked. "What ar

t I might as well be dead. I thou

ching me tremble, speec

o scold me but instead

rning making it. You need to get better soon, so we don't have to worry. You're old enough n

red in a layer of oil, and my st

f to drink it

e, and I clutched it, t

d ended up coughing violentl

ean to. I made a mista

ts' expressions, I scrambl

, blood oozing out, and the bandage

ust afraid that I had done somethin

our wound i

y hand, tryin

over, ignoring her

ry, I'll clean it u

eld me, pull

son, their e

ything. Whatever

ing was wrong and called

ere stomach condition? Has she not been ea

ving yourselves for beauty, are ruining your healt

coach won't let me

ent, but my parent

n. I can't eat. I need to lose

rents. "I'm not fat anymore, Mom. I

Mom looked more

o eat. Listen to the d

aking all sorts of d

earing that they would be up

nausea was overwhelming,

doing it on purpose. I'll fin

g it into my mouth, but end

e we goi

red in mess, and sudde

it come

on, my wounds hea

hospital. They no longer scolded me as befo

sened, showing no s

cal torment. It was more

d every time the doctor cam

lready started her on nutritional IVs, but

gently, but we

dened, their faces g

t the hours after slashing my wrist were some of

rying. I was a light sleepe

s? Even in her dreams, she keeps saying

heir child. Why did it have to be

pretending I hadn'

the sudden appearance of rep

ning, with multiple injuries suggesting abuse. Several other trainees have come forward, accusing the coaches of beating and a

eloped a habit of disliking communicati

online, triggered by the tragic death of a po

ly overweight, with my hands tied

othes apart and spraye

hing violently, but I ne

, I'm sorry,

miliating words, I only

loor, trampled on, with the coach'

y during filming had become undeni

ten how I fe

ion? Pai

n't k

d. Mom held me, crying, while D

, how could t

u tell Mommy? They bu

sleeves, revealing the

d you,

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