"Trina. I'm worried because of what you're doing to yourself. I can't help seeing that you're getting thinner and thinner every day. It's scary. The Trina I used to know is healthy, she's fit, and has flesh, she glows."
She winces at the word flesh.
"Even though you've got flesh, you've still got all the goals you've been trying to achieve - long, thin legs, thigh gap, collarbones, thin waist, thin hips, small butt. I know, it sounds weird coming out from my mouth, heck, it may even sound false to you. I know. I understand. But this is what I see. Those girls? They're jealous because you've got all they didn't. You thought they've got collarbones. Sure, maybe they have, but did you know that theirs aren't pronounced as yours? They put make up just to make it more distinct. How do I know? Those girls in our class? I saw the make up melting when we went running yesterday. And how disgusting that is. You? You look like an angel even without make up on. And that's how I love it. Naturally beautiful. You're beautiful, Trina. You should love who you are, and not become what others want to see in you, appearance or in attitude.
"My point is, be yourself."
Woah, wise words there young man.
She pictured herself of that thin girl, and threw that thought away.
She's going to change for him, and she'll do what she can do improve.
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Short StoryShe was the outsider. The outcast. The teased. The bullied. She kept all her secrets and insecurities to herself. Until one day, it stopped. He, the famous guy who used to laugh at her, decided to make a change in her life. It was then he realised...
