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{Prologue}

"Heather, come and get me! I bet you're just too chicken to fight." A taunting voice called from beside me. I just ignored him and continued walking towards my locker.

"Omigosh, I bet she eats like 1000 calories. I mean look at how big she is."

"She's like a size what? 100? Is there even a size that big?"

"Quick! Run away, she's looking at us!"

Okay, I may have exaggerated a bit too much. But these are roughly some of the comments that I have to live through with everyday of my life. Being plus size really makes life hard and I have no idea why. Just because I don't starve myself or have skinny, bony legs doesn't make me any less normal or at least human. Funny how I get bullied when I'm 'supposed' to be the bully. I thought that taking up boxing would really make people respect me more but instead, it turned me into a masculine manly looking woman- which everyone makes fun of. Some people are afraid of me, but mostly, they know that in school, I'm not 'Heather the boxer', I'm just a regular oversized student. I've been nicknamed a few things for example: Heatherminator, fayetty,etc. At first I found the name callings harmless, but when you walk down the hallway and get bombarded by them, it stings a little. Just a little.

You know the saying,'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never harm me'. For me, it was total bull. I could break anything in my path but I couldn't with words. That's what makes it the most painful. They just hit you when you least expect it and you can't do anything about it. Life sucked for me.

The one thing that I was thankful for was that no one would dare touch me. Despite their name calling, I knew that underneath, they were fearful of me. The jocks would taunt me to pick a fight with them every now and then, but with one glare from me and they run off like babies.

So this is basically my life, holding people down and dragging people down, just like a paper weight.

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Hey! I really wanted to write a book about bullying and I hope none of you are bullies. I was verbally bullied before and find that in some ways Heather and I are somewhat similar. I do box but not professionally and I competitively play sports so I'm not a skinny girl. I wasn't bullied about my appearance, but I just feel self conscious when I'm around my friends and family. So I hope that this story will inspire you to accept yourself and just be happy. You only live once right? So why not make the best out of it?

Just letting you know, I will only start writing this book after I complete FAE. Please be patient and continue supporting my book! Thanks to all those who have been. Cheerios.