Forgetting
They say tomorrow will be better,
Is this true for someone who...
Faints when they walk,
Pukes when they eat,
Laughes when they get hurt,
Bruise even when they laugh?
They say tomorrow is a new day,
To keep moving forward,
To forget about what was then...
But what if I don't want to?
The End
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Profile- Main Protagonist Teen-ish Gurl (13 to about 17-ish), suffers from anorexia, bulimia, and (we assume) some sort of mental disorder. She is skinny, pale, shy, and her eyes often wander. Kind of a loner, she has no mates, that we know about, but it appears she may be developing one...
Profile- 1st Set of Porcelain Gurls
These Gurls were obviously just sad, desperate, and decided to share what they know with their shiny new friend. They did appear to have an actual love for our protagonist, just misdirected love.
Profile- 2nd Set of Porcelain Gurls
These Gurls are terrible, sometimes taking the form of, in our protagonists mind, a cheetah, vulture, and other such creatures. These Gurls are intent on taking our protagonist down with insults aimed at areas where she's weakest.
My original game plan was to have a multitude of poems on anorexia, but we had a sudden plot twist, and it now appears we have adopted a protagonist. Develop our fragile protagonist and make her feel loved, she is in a frightening state of mind and needs someone to write about her. Does she meet other mental patients? Does she make a daring escape involving spoons and muck? Is she really just in a coma? Well, I don't know, you figure it out! :)
P.S.
If you develop or think of another protagonist who deserves to be mentioned in the protagonist profile above just leave me a comment on the story page or on my profile (I cheque both), just say it's for Porcelain Girls if you leave a comment on my profile, and then include the bog standard gist of your protagonist, you can include a random fact, the protagonist's history, or a teaser for coming chapters.
P.P (tee-hee). S.
Please try to at least spell cheque your stuff before you publish, so the story looks polished and we can get mint ratings. Well I suppose at this point I'm just mumbling codswallop (Seems to remind me a lot of my normal conversation) Ready? Set. Write!!!
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"My original game plan was to have multiple poems on anorexia, but we had a sudde..."
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Character, Free Verse, Teen / Young Adult
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