She stood 5 foot 4 inches just as I did. Her skin was stretched over her bones and her hair was black and matted placed chaotically to reach below her rib cage. Her face held a smirk, but a smile. She was the beauty I once had.

The doorbell began to ring, the party was here. Eric, Nick, LB and Jared were first to arrive, Then Kennedy and his arm candy, Kacie, Pat and Garrett, and last, John. I reverted my attention back to the mirror in front of me.

I stripped completely down to my bear skin and traced my fingers over my stomach, my ribs and my hipbones. Everything was sharp; everything was showing, every flaw, every cut, every mark and every bruise. The door handle shook I threw my underwear and bra back on.

“Oh ****.” Someone mumbled from the other side of the wooden door. A coat hanger was placed in the door and someone opened it quickly slipping in and locking it behind them. Kennedy turned to face me, we both jumped slightly at the sight of each other.

“Look at me.” I whispered. “What have I done to myself?”

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what should kennedy reply.