Status: REWRITE FEB 2016 - current chapters subject to complete change
Perfect
T W O .
Wind blew through the trees, the rest of the dead leaves covered in snow fell from the trees. Ana skipped in front of Poppy, leading a path to the house.
"Ana, do you think I'm pretty?" Poppy asked, stopping to look down at her body.
Ana walked over to Poppy, poking her stomach and thighs. "You are pretty, Poppy, but you could be beautiful if you got rid of this fat. If you looked more like me."
More like me. Ana's words rang in Poppy's head. She did want to look more like Ana. Ana was beautiful. Ana was perfect.
"Ana, do you think I'm pretty?" Poppy asked, stopping to look down at her body.
Ana walked over to Poppy, poking her stomach and thighs. "You are pretty, Poppy, but you could be beautiful if you got rid of this fat. If you looked more like me."
More like me. Ana's words rang in Poppy's head. She did want to look more like Ana. Ana was beautiful. Ana was perfect.