Fat Girls ❤

Part One ❤

Disclaimer: This is in fact based off real life. The characters aren't real but events did actually happen. (That doesn't mean it happened to me)

Sarah ❤❤❤

Chapter One

All my life I have been judged. By Friends, acquaintances, strangers and even by the ones I love. It all started when I entered elementary school. I knew I was different from the rest when I noticed that I wasn't as slim or as pretty as all the other girls. All the boys would ask other girls out and I would always be the one alone. At first I thought that it was them that I was too good for them and I was too mature for these elementary boys. Then when I got to middle school I started to realize that it was probably me. I noticed that I was always the third wheel. My friends would always say "Don't worry Sarah, you will find someone." and half of me would want to believe them but I knew it wasn't true. But I did get some attention from guys, it was just the wrong type of attention. Boys could see the desperation on my face so they would use that as an excuse to get sex. The first time I fell first that trick was when I took interest into a boy that was being very nice to me and seducing me. I went with him back to his house and we sat there and talked. He soon started to get a boner and he showed me. He told me " Just hop on I have a condom" I immediately froze in that instance. I didnt want to give up my virginity just like that. I told him this and so he understood that so he just asks me to give him a handjob.He showed me how to do it and how he wanted it. He was quite hard for a long period of time. But before you knew I couldnt finish or even start for that manner before a white substance came out him and was all over the floor. I started to laugh and he got upset and kicked me out of his house. But before I left I snapped a picture of him just in case he tried to lie about this little event that happened. The next day, as I predicted he told all the boys he had sex with me and soon I was the center of attention. Everyone wanted a piece of me. But before I pursued any other boy I posted the picture on Facebook and put the caption, "Whatever you heard about me isn't true. I never had sex with anyone before. This was just a result of self-pleasuring. Lmaooo" In an instance I was back to my old status: Ugly, Fat and Desperate.

Chapter 2

As I grew up, I learned to accept the fact that I wasnt the most attractive person in the world. so I just went along with my days. But as I entered Joseph S. Keen High School, I soon had to forget about that and start fending for myself.

As the first week of school went on, I found out that the girl I was best friends with in 5th grade and the one who betrayed me by spreading rumors about me goes to this school. To be honest, I didn't care if she went there. I was just trying to get my education and get the fuck outta there. It turns out we got lunch together. She would always give me the stank look but I just brushed it off.

One week I decided to get my hair done. I thought I looked pretty good. People were actually saying "Sarah you look good." But that girl told me that I looked like a zebra. That hurt me pretty bad considering that I already have bipolar disorder and I was feeling extra Moody that day.

When she said that, my heart ripped into a million pieces. it hurts to think that people think that about u. :'( I just Walked out the lunch room without looking back. I heard laughing in the distance. Before I know it I was at the train station getting on the train. That night I thought about life and how hard it was. Then my thoughts turned on me and I started to have suicidal thoughts. I ignored them and just went to bed.

The next day I decided to show everyone. I put on my prettiest crop top, a black skater skirt and 6inch heels. I looked beautiful. When I walked in immediately everyone turned around to look at me, bursted into laughing. I walked towards my locker ashamed of myself and opened it in search for clothes to change in. Then my worst nightmare came true. She walked by. She paused a bursted out laughing and she said "You look like a Fucking snowman." That was brick that broke the camels back. I was done with life.

I went home that day and cut both my wrist open. Praying that the blood would run out. But the minute cut the 2nd wrist, my mother walked in on me. She immediately noticed what was doing save me from a horrible demise. I woke up in the emergency room and I was isolated from my mother and the people she was talking to. Eventually the therapist made the conclusion that I was crazy and I needed to go to the mental hospital.

I went there with the intention that was normal and left with a totally different perspective. I found out that I had major depressive disorder along with my bipolar disorder.

Chapter 3

When I came back from the hospital, everyone had found out. I was now labeled the crazy bitch of the school. Now don't get me wrong, this could be good because no one bothers you. But the rough side to it is that everyone talks about you.

As I got back into the swing of things in school my depression had gotten worst. I was now taking pills for it and they effected my whole mood. and I had no one to talk to about it. I have some friends But none close enough that I could confine in. I mean I did have a mandatory therapist But that bitch told my mother everything that came out my mouth. My only resort was cutting. But the only problem was my mother took my razors away and hid anything that could be used as a weapon..But eventually I found away to cut. I got a sharper and took the blade out of that. It made me feel so free.