I walked home,
just looking at my feet,
avoiding others.
I passed a small cafe,
that I used to go to with my friends,
they were all there,
sitting and drinking coffee.
"Hey Brooklyn!"
One called out.
"Come sit, have a coffee!"
She smiled inviting me over.
I sighed and gave in,
walking over to their table and sitting down.
"Golly gosh, we haven't seen you for ages!"
Molly stated wrapping me in a hug.
"God you're even smaller than I remember!"
They laughed.
I missed being friends with this lot,
not like my primary school friends,
these friends were my favorites,
the ones that cared.
YOU ARE READING
desserted (brooklyn's story)
Teen Fictionshe didn't mean for it to happen, she stopped eating, not because she was fat, she knew she was already small, still didn't stop her from making comparisons though. (first book in the 'small' series. based on my own experiences)
