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Still Holding On

Book By: Jolly Holly

This story is about a girl going through hard troubles in her life. She meets a friend in the hospital and from there everything goes down hill. Read to find out more.

Submitted:Sep 23, 2009    Reads: 61    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Chapter 2
As the days go on, I don't know what to do. I was diagnose being anorexic. I didn't like it one bit. I feared that, I was going to be different then everyone else. My fear came true. I was different. I was basically a skeleton. I have never been different from anyone else in my life. Now that I am, I can't help being the same.
Eight years ago is when this all happened. Now that I am still getting better, I am not afraid to talk about the day when it all happened. You see, I have always wanted to be a ballerina and a model. I got my wish. By the age of 6, I became the best ballerina and model any person can be. The only problem the I had was my weight. They told me I was far to over 70 pounds to continue the dancing and modeling.
Then it occurred to me, if I lose the weight that they want me to, I can continue what I love to do. This is my life. I started losing weight slowly, so my mother wouldn't notice. After three weeks of not eating properly, my mother found out what I was doing. She didn't approve of it at first, but after a week, she was all for it. It took me three months to become anorexic and bulimic.
My mother never stopped me. She never cared about me either, until the day that I have landed myself in the hospital. I was at the age of eight when I was submitted into the hospital. That is where I meet my best friend, Jule. In a since, he knew what it liked to have a mother that doesn't care too much. His mother left him by himself and then came back when he was submitted into the hospital. It was a tragic time for us all. I can't believe that his life was so much similar to mine.
We were buds, from the time I was submitted to the time I left the hospital. We were inseparable. I loved him like a brother and he loved me like a sister. I couldn't dear to leave him. He helped me out on things that I needed help with. He helped me discover the true me. What I mean is, without him, I don't think I could have made it through the hospital stay. I feel like a part of him completes me.
When I was in the hospital, he was there for me more then my mother was. I couldn't believe that I was falling for him. He was my everything. He was like a male figure in my life, that I never had until the age of 9. He welcomed me to talk about my problems with him and use him as a pillow to cry on. He was very sweet.
Jule, was 9 years old, but very mature for his age. He knew that the hospital stay wouldn't be long for him, so he came back every day just to see me. He was my world. I don't want him to leave it either.


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