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Dear Aiden,

You're still calling me fat.

I turned around and looked at you.

Then I kept on walking.

You pulled my arm.

You even pulled my sleeve.

Then you just stared at me.

Didn't you want that?

I was expecting you to be happy.

But you didn't look happy.

Isn't that enough?

Maybe I should cut myself even more.

Once the scars heal, I will.

Oh, and by the way,

I didn't eat at all today.

Not even a tiny bit.

Why am I letting you win?

Love,
Luna

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