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155. 155, it was quite a bad number but even worse than that, it was the same number as last week. Harry had gone to the gym and used the treadmill for an hour every day that week, he had cut out the junk food and all sodas, yet, he was still at that dreaded number. "Don't worry, harry, just keep at it," ran through his mind as he stared at the scale. It all started about three month ago when his abusive alcoholic stepfather began throwing slurs of 'too fat' 'worthless' 'faggot' at him everyday after his sister, Gemma, and his mother died in a tragic drunk driving accident. Harry was devastated, to say the least. His mom and sister had been everything to him and now all he had was his stepfather. Harry was still sad about the passing of his loved ones but with the insults and the beatings he was getting from the very cruel man, Harry couldn't find it in him to think about them too much. He stopped crying himself to sleep every night after the first month, he had grown to learn how to deal with the pain, both mental and physical.
Harry would go to school, come home, do homework, clean house, get a beating, and cook whenever Robin found himself hungry. He had no friends. Something about him though was that he didn't want any friends. Friends were things that could be taken away from Harry after awhile and he couldn't lose anyone else, so, he didn't talk to anyone. If no one could get close to him then no one could be taken away from him.
After two months of living along with Robin and Robin insulting him, Harry made a list. A list of all the things Robin said were wrong with him, thinking maybe if he could fix them Robin would stop hurting him and start loving him. The list read.
Things to fix.
1. Stupid
2. Fat
3. Ugly
4. Faggot
Harry taped the list to his bathroom mirror and within the first month of making the list harry had brought his "C" average to a "B" average in school. When he brought home his report card to Robin he let Harry go a whole day without a beating. Harry took this as a good sign to continue on with with fixing his flaws. Next was that he was too fat. Harry was kind of lanky to begin with, he had some muscle from working out the last two years with the footie team, but if it would make Robin happy he had to lose weight. So, Harry stopped eating junk food, only drank water, and started making trips to the gym a normal daily thing. But, a week later and he had no results, still just as fat as he was last week, stuck at 155. Harry did the only thing he thought logical, he stopped eating altogether.