Downhill

Downhill

A Story by Dakota Jean

It feels like night time and I am 91.4lbs and I am driving with my foot slammed on the gas curving down a long stretch of hill, laughing like crazy in the process. I'm not looking back or up I'm keeping my eyes focused straight ahead but here's the catch - it's a dead end at the bottom of the hill and I'm not reaching for my brakes. I have no brakes. I cut them before I went on this journey. I self sabotaged once again.

© 2015 Dakota Jean


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Added on May 4, 2015
Last Updated on May 4, 2015
Tags: Anorexia

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Dakota Jean
Dakota Jean

Largo, FL



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