So here I am,sitting on a chair in my house with my phone in my hand. Average teen, you might be thinking. No.
I inhale deeply as I take a look at what my friend,Leah, has sent. It's a picture oqf her looking adorable. I ponder before responding.
How does she manage to look so amazing? I look like fart all the time. But she, she looks good. I wish I looked like her and had her weight.
I finally reply. 'Oh, gurrl. You look good.' I also add a picture of me looking horrendous.
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The next day is school. My dad usually drops me off, but today I'm taking the bus. I wait at the bus stop. About 5 minutes later the bus came. I got inside. Some girls who I absolutely hated were there already. I made my way to back of the bus.
"Oh my, look at her. Ew!" One of the girls,who I assumed was Brit,exclaimed.
"She's so fat. I PITY her family. They must be so broke by now having to feed that cow." another girl said.
I sat down and licked my cracked lips. I try to ignore what they say and not let it get to me. But most of the time, scratch that, all the time that doesn't work. I was actually surprised that no tears escaped. I put on my headphones and listened to 'Skyscraper, by Demi Lovato.'
Fifteen minutes later the bus stopped and we all came off the bus. Me being the last.
I entered the school building ready for another terrifying day at this place.
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Thanks for reading!
-ACG
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