June 19

June 19

            Today I found out that I was promoted to level 2. I was so happy to find that out. The only one who wasn’t promoted was Mary Jo. Apparently after having another breakfast of eggs she couldn’t take it anymore and Janna found her in the bathroom with her fingers down her throat.

            I can now use the phone and carry a purse. Since I could now carry a purse I carried around all my books. In my large purse I put my bible, two workbooks, English notebook, ‘The Grapes of Wrath’, and a book to read. I still carry my camera round my neck. 

            As for the phone I decided to not use it. During free time people swarm the five phones like bees. I decided to just keep up with people though letters. During the first free time I wrote a letter to each of the twins and one to Dad.

            Nothing too exciting happened today, I just meet this boy. We had group therapy with the drug addicts today. He said his name is Roman and he is 17, two years older then me.

            We talked for a long time about music. I told him about my band and he told me about his. I told him about my dog and he told me about his dog. I haven’t had such a good conversation since I came here.

            I saw him again during the second free time. Again we talked and finally he gave me his address for me to send mail to him.

            I felt so happy to have met someone new that I was basically singing on my way to get my Prozac.

            I guess Friday the doctor is going to ask how the Prozac is doing. I still want to purge when I eat. Some days that’s all I can think about. Like today they severed us cheeseburgers and French fries. I only hate half of the meal and I tried to hide the rest of the meal.

            I wrapped up the half of the cheeseburger in napkins and hid it under a pile of used napkins.

            After eating we have to hand our plates to Janna. Not until level 8 can we dump our own trash. She apparently saw the cheeseburger poking out and I got in trouble.

            She made me write ‘I will eat all my food’ 100 times during free time. She also told me that if I keep it up I won’t be promoted and the quicker I get to Level 10, the quicker I get out of here.

            Right after I wrote those words 100 times Roman came up and sat down beside me.

            “Why so lonesome?”

            A burst of anxiety exploded in my chest. All of the sudden I felt the need to tap the table continually. 1 e and a 2 e and a 3 e and a…

            “Could you touch that chair?” I asked Roman pointing towards the chair to his side.

            “Touch it?”

            “Please just so my anxiety will go away.”

            He did as I asked. “Are you okay now?”

            Shyly I answered, “Could you touch it again?”

He did as I asked. After that we were able to talk. We started to talk about random things but when I went to group therapy I felt happier.

Reviews

[PyroKitty24]

LOL it's great that she asked him to touch the chair. This needs proofread though, and there was something else...oh. Probably the giant font again. But whatever.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I thought this was a very nice write. I think you did a good job. I like Roman he seems really cool. I think he is going to make a good love interest for her. Thanks for sharing.

[Daydreamer54]

threw letters-through
severd-served.
Shouldn't they serve healtheir food there, like salad? but i guess they won't the skinny ppl to gain weight so that's why theyr'e doing this. Well glad she made a friend! ^^

[Chris38]

There's an optimistic note developing in the story very subtly.

[Sarah Jane]

I like it, I wasn't a 100% on why touching the chair made her feel better, but it's made me curious enough to keep reading:) I love how detailed your charaters are, I feel connected almost with Alege

[youngwriter222]

Just a few spelling errors you said "hate" instead of "ate", "tow"instead of "two"
Another great chapter though! I'm glad that she felt she couldn't eat the rest of the cheeseburger and only ate half. With these diseases you have to take it slowly and not force food down another's throat.
Love this!

[Tina Kline]

A new boy makes any girl nervous, probably the boy would be a bit nervous too. I can understand why she wouldn't want to eat the cheeseburger, too greasy for one thing and too filling for another.