She looked in the mirror the night before.
“Disgusting” she said pulling her gut out. “I shouldn’t have eaten that much cake today.” she shook her head and crawled into her twin sized bed with the brown comforter. It was two a.m. and she couldn’t get to sleep. Two a.m. soon turned to 4 a.m. and she rolled around staring at the clock. She got up, looked in the mirror again. Sucked it in.
“I could look like that” she thought in her head. She slipped on her boots and her button up coat, and flipped on her scarf and matching beanie. She headed for the back sliding door where she knew she wouldn’t be heard, and stepped on the crunchy frost bitten earth.
She walked out the side gate and walked to the middle of the street. She began pulling her liter out of her pocket and then a cigarette. She proceeded to look at her stomach bulging underneath her coat.
“Goal for the day, walk 5 miles, eat only three meals a day.”