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"Pro ana," whispered Katy, in school assembly.
That evening, April typed the words into the search engine of her computer.
She had taken her first tentative steps towards self destruction.
The websites were frequented by kindred spirits. April had found her new home.
When she hit puberty, April slammed her body into reverse gear and floored the accelerator.
Eventually, her periods stopped.
Every day she would look at herself in the mirror and see a fat, ugly girl. Her self-image had disintegrated.
April died two days before her fourteenth birthday, her emaciated body weighed less than her parents grief.

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    Frenchie about 10 years ago

    You have written this sad story very beautifully. The tragedy is that it is real and peer pressure is really hard to avoid. Actually, you brought tears to my eyes.

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    Bryan Thomas about 10 years ago

    Thanks, Francine. It's a very tough world for kids to grow up in these days.

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    Stuart Lugg about 10 years ago

    A beautifully poignant tale, vividly told. I'm really moved by this.

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    Bryan Thomas about 10 years ago

    Thank you, Stuart.

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