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on sunday, the doll agreed to eating out
with the monster and the bat
they ordered pizza and salad to share
she took small bites,
analyzing the food
as if it were some strange substance
after they were finished, the monster asked,
“how do you feel?”
she thought a while
“i think i am okay”

the next day,
she wore a rubber band around her wrist
to snap herself
whenever she felt the need to binge
or eat unhealthily
she ate 4 cucumbers and carrots
and 2 bites of ice cream for dinner



(she’s in her recovery/non-recovery stage)

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she called the monster at 1 in the morning
“i vow to eat a normal meal every sunday”
she announced
“that’s great” the monster said sleepily
“so that means on sunday you have to take me out
or i could cook”
“sure”
“and then i can eat like a bird monday- saturday,
so sundays will be a free day”
“mhm”
” i like this plan. it is easier. because my mom visits me on sundays
and she always wants me to eat
so instead of resisting,
i will just enjoy my company with her,
as long as i don’t overeat of course”
the doll went on and on about her new plan
the monster fell in and out of an altered state of consciousness,
trying to keep up
“i am getting myself a kitty tomorrow”
“oh?” the monster mumbled
“yes, i will name it atticus,
after atticus finch in to kill a mockingbird
and i will feed it fish and chicken
and milk
and lovely food that kitties like”
“i’m tired, imogen,
for that was her real name
“okay, well goodnight”

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