Breakfast

Anna learns an important lesson on why breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

Breakfast was on the table at 7:00 am and Anna was in no hurry to make her way to the kitchen. Her mother, a quiet and timid woman was sitting at the table waiting to send her daughter off to school. Anna was standing in front of her mirror analyzing her outfit. Everything had to be perfect. She had to be perfect. Eventually making her way to the kitchen, Anna grabs the glass of OJ sitting on the table taking some swigs before placing it in the sink. "You're not going to eat something before you go?" whispered her mother.

"I'm late" replied Anna before slamming the door behind her.

She was taking the same route she always takes to school, for years. Something is different.

What was it? The same people were outside watering their plants. The same New England foliage around this time of year. The world was bright and enhanced. The colors were beautiful. But something was off. "What the f**k."

Walking in class just as everyone is getting settled shortly after the late bell rang. Not one person raises their heads as she shuffles to the back of the class where the only empty seat is.

The room seems to be moving in slow motion.

"Shake it off" she whispers to herself. The feeling of impending doom is slowly creeping over her body, a feeling shes all too familiar with.

"Pull out last nights homework assignments and pass them up to the person seated in front of you!" shouted Mrs. Glass. She was a math teacher and was not anything short of the word "B***h".

Anna sinks into her seat. She never did her homework. She was too preoccupied with other things, like how would she wear those ripped Levi jeans again so no one would notice she wore them last week, or the week before that.

Anna pulls up her book bag on her desk and starts digging through it as though by some miracle last nights homework would just magically appear behind all the empty cans in her bag. The sounds of papers being passed to the front of the class seemed overwhelming, why was it so loud? It wasn't the papers she immediately realized. It was her stomach, it was growling. When was the last time she ate anything? She couldn't remember.

"May I be excused?" Anna raises her hand as her stomach growling has progressed into pain. "I need some crackers or something" she thought to herself.

She goes unnoticed. Mrs. Glass goes on to discuss the introduction of chapter 23 of bullshit or that is what everything sounds like right about now. Anna is losing focus, and her patience. She reaches to grab her book bag when she sees it.

A hole. Right there in plain site in the middle of her wrist. The skin around the orifice is stiff and folding at the edges. She jumps from her seat and runs to the bathroom. The run seems like forever. Busting through the door of the women's bathroom, she slams her face into the sink and runs the water on her face. 

This has to be a nightmare. She drinks some water and raises her head to look in the mirror.

More holes. These were fresh. They were forming right before her eyes in the mirror. She cant believe it. The skin disintegrating as if it were eating itself away. The water she drank leaking from a hole in her neck.

Breaking down. She's dying.

How could this happen? How is this possible? Her body eating itself? She's not "That" skinny. Not enough for people to question her eating habits, how could this be happening? She runs to the cafeteria screaming at the top of her lungs but no one notices.

The cafeteria is empty, no people, no food. Frantically Anna pulls her hair from her face in an attempt to get herself together. Clumps of her scalp sliding off her skull as she runs her fingers through her hair. The sound of her flesh peeling off the bone makes her scream louder than before. She runs out of the school, "I have to get home, I need to eat my breakfast" she sobs in guilt. It's a beautiful day outside, and Anna is dying. She's running across streets and by her neighbors but nobody turns their heads. Not one brow is raised as she ran home. Anna runs into her kitchen and there it is. Her breakfast right where she left it. She begins stuffing food into her mouth only to see it fall out of the holes in her body. It all fell to the floor. Through the holes in her neck, chest, cheeks and stomach. Anna ran to her mothers room and through herself on her bed. "MOMMY WHY?! I'M HUNGRY I'M SO HUNGRY" But Anna's mother wasn't there. Anna laid on the floor and cried. 

Anna had to realize this was the life she chose, and she was going to die because of it.

 Anna hadn't seen her mother in years, ever since she ran away. Ashamed of her drug abuse she had to, the high was more important. The trip was THAT important. It didn't matter where it came from, what it was, if it made her high she wanted it. She would do anything for it. But her poor life choices, drug abuse and undernourishment caused severe hallucinations resulting in her horrific ending. Anna was high when she drank acid for breakfast, then slowly died after eating her fingers.

Author's Note

This is my first ever short story, sorry if its poorly written! I hope to get better as I go along!