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| Forum topic | New Short Story Competition | Nashelle | 0 | 11 years 11 months ago |
| Collection | Behind Closed Doors | Nashelle | 0 | 11 years 11 months ago |
| Story | The Mad Lady and Me | Nashelle | 0 | 12 years 2 weeks ago |
| Forum topic | the mad lady and me by nashelle | Juliet OC | 4 | 18 years 11 months ago |
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The Mad Lady and Me
Emily won't eat her dinner. She has a knife in her left hand and she's moving the food around the plate in a circle. It's pale and cold she says. It's cod and mash; I'm eating mine. I always eat my food ' that's why I'm nine stone 7 and Emily is five stone 2. My hips are round but hers stick out like spikes. If the nurses force her to eat, she pretends to throw up and they remove her from the dining room not to upset the other patients.
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