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Center of Attention

December 12, 2017
By O.Johnson BRONZE, Barrington, Illinois
O.Johnson BRONZE, Barrington, Illinois
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Her favorite red dress
Tight almost everywhere
Showcasing all her insecurities

But she wouldn’t eat

It started as a seed
Then grew like the plague
Overpowering her

But she wouldn’t eat

Weeks went by
People started whispering
It was getting out of hand

But she wouldn’t eat

Used to be apart of the crowd
Now the center of attention
People were scared

But she wouldn’t eat

Lying in the bed
Surrounded by Machines
Tubes trying to force her

But she wouldn’t eat

Dad was yelling
Mom was crying
She was dying

But she wouldn’t eat


The author's comments:

This poem is a persona about one of my friends who was expierencing minor aneorxia. With her permission, I exaggerated her story into this poem. 


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