EMMA'S POV
"Hey Ty, do you mind if I just go for a walk?" You asked.
"Sure, but I'm gonna sit outside just to make sure you're okay." He said.
"Okie doke."
You sliped on some running shoes and began your walk. You just walked around the block a few times until you bumped into this one girl who from the looks of it, was about the same age as you.
"Hey!" You say with a smile on your face.
"Hel-" She looks at you up and down "-lo." She says with a discussed look on her face.
"What's wrong?" You ask her.
"It's just... have you ever heard of doing this thing where you throw up your food after every meal?"
"Ummm... I don't think so... why?"
"Because like that you get to enjoy all of the food and your parents won't notice anything different about so besides the fact that you might actually get just a little bit pretty because you won't be SOOOO fat!" She said again.
And with that you just walked away from her continuing your walk.
You start crying along the way home. 'Am I really that ugly and fat?' You thought to your self. 'Mark thinks so too. Maybe I am just ugly and fat. I'm gonna try that thing she told me back there. So from now on, after every meal, I'm going to go to the bathroom and throw up my food.'
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Is He Real? | Tyler Hoechlin | EDITING
Teen FictionLife is hard. There's no denying that, but sometimes you get lucky enough to find these people who make life a bit easier. Some people's lives are much harder than others and sometimes the people with the more difficult lives do stupid things like g...
