Before my last breath

☀️ Summer ☀️

I took a big breath as I jumped. SPLASH!

I honestly love summer, ironically my name is April. Every summer me and my family go over to my best friends May's house for summer. That's cos she has a huge pool. When I say huge I mean imagine the biggest pool you have been in and then times that by 10. It's almost like the sea. When I said best friend I meant the only friend I have. She has been friends with me since year 3 and we have stuck together ever since. Your probably wondering why don't I have more friends, well... I was fat. Like really fat, and no one wanted to be friends with the fat girl ( obviously except for May) so I kinda became used to the fact that I was alone. May and I had almost no classes together so I only saw her during lunch. So you could say that I was a loner. Well that is what I was known as so I had to suck that up and just except it. Let me start right from the start. I was always a fat girl. My mum said it's in my DNA because my dad was fat according to her. However, I don't know my dad and there are no pictures of him so I sort of think she made that up to make me feel better, which is kind of nice I guess. Year 3 and year 4 was not that bad. Because everyone was new and trying to make friends. We were taught that bullying was not ok so no one did it. However in year 5 I found my first bully. It was only for a few weeks then she left but I still remember every last word that she said. Year 6 was worse. Everyone knew how to bully and talk behind your back without getting into trouble. And you could say that I was the target 24/7 . Year 7 and 8 were not too bad I guess, I got used to the occasional insult and the constant staring but nothing too bad. Everyone was finding their way through middle school, seeing where they fitted in and their talents. Year 9 had just ended the popular group was developing and boyfriends were being found and boasted about. Social media was key to attention and parties were being thrown. So that's my life so far. Nothing to boast about but nothing horrendously bad. That is except for the last day of year 9. That was humiliating...