Chapter 3

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My name is... Bitch, Stupid, and Fat. Well, that's at least what she calls me. My name is... Useless, Weak, and Pathetic. Well, at least that's how she makes me feel. She doesn't understand that my best friend, Isabel is my shoulder and no matter what, Isabel will catch me when I fall, give me a shoulder to cry on, and a hand to hold. So do what you please, I don't care. I finally have support. I'm unstoppable.

As Isabel and I go outside for our free period at school, we see her. She stares at me in disgust and scowls. I bow my head and avoid eye contact but like always, Isabel squeezes my head and tells me to stay strong. I got a sudden boost of adrenaline when she told me this and walked up to her with long, confident strides.

"Hey, you, I don't need you! I don't need this!"

"Shut up, and go kill yourself", she sneers.

And with that, I let go of all my frustrations and punched her dead in her nose.

My name is Chloe'. Her name is Kayla.

Author's Note: I guess this was half way decent. And yes, I decided they should have names.
Chloe'

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