I'm hungry. I cant deny it.

Food smells so good.

I haven't eaten in days.

If I just reach out...

No! I cannot be that weak.

Do you want to know a secret?

Monsters are real.

They live inside us.

When we're weak, they win.

I've been weak too long.

The voice in my head has won.

I'm hungry. Not hungry enough to eat.

Eating is weak.

To be thin I must be strong.

That's what the voice says.

The voice. I cant tell what it is,

If it;s killing me, or making me stronger?

I'm hungry. But I'm thin.

I see him looking at me.

He doesn't love me.

I did this for him.

Why doesn't he love me?