Never Make Fun of The Skinny Chick~

~A New Beginning~

I ran into my room, and carelessly dropped my body down on my unmade bed, Tear streaming down my face. At this very moment I felt like crawling under a rock and dying. All of my days of being a Junior at John. I have been hell, and you would people would give me a break on the last day. No they decided to make it even worse, Pulling the meanest and cruelest Joke on me. I could still see the people just standing there laughing and pointing at me, not a single person trying to help me. Pure Mockery. The mastermind behind this joke was none other than Raqaun, who's made my life a living hell, Since the 7th Grade.

Well No more! No more will i shed a tear cause of Ray, No more will I get teased cause my tiny size. I want to change. When I look back on my day of being in High school, I don't just want to remember me being bullied. I wiped the tears and a bit of snot on my Hello Kitty Sweater. Finally I pushed myself up off my bed and went into my bathroom. Where i stripped out of my clothes and walked over to my full-length mirror. I rarely look at my body, cause I hated seeing what i have done to it. People think i want to be this size? People think I want to be able to see my bones. Toothpick and Dental Floss are some of the names that they use to call me. They haunt me everyday When I'm asleep, When I'm awake, and throughout my day. But No Moree...!

Staring at my bare body, All you saw was Bones. Literally no Meat. My rib cages just popped out. You would expect a girl with a B-cup bra size to at lease have some meat on around her chest. Strange to say but everything i eat just goes to my chest. My pelvic bone's poked out Like it was nobody's business. I turned around starring at my spinal cord, how each vertebrae just stuck out of my skin. It was enough to make break down and start crying. Everything they said, All those names they called me were truee..

Before I knew it, I threw my clothes back on. I rummaged through my closet, looking at all of my clothes. Shopping is another problem. I can never find anything in my size. A 17 year old girl shouldn't have to be wearing baby sizes, But in my condition i have too. With all my anger just pouring out, I ripped all my clothes off the hanger, and them in a trash bag. Leaving nothing behind but some sweats, a Pair of Skinnes, And Sweatshirts.

I tied the bag and dragged it outside into the trunk of my Mustang. Grabbing my keys, a bottle of Alcohol, some matches and my Iphone!

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I drove out to the nearest Forest. Not caring what wild animals i would find, or what Sexual Predators were lurking around ready to attack on me. I know how to defend myself, Black belt in Karate, Not to brag! I got out and went into the back of the car, where the trunk was already open. I picked up the black bag full of my clothes and took it out the car, slamming the trunk down I dragged the bag out into the middle of the forest. Tree's and the sound of Crickets chirping surrounding me completely. I dumped the clothes out onto the dirt. I grabbed the bottle of Alcohol and practically drenched my clothes in it, emptying the bottle. My hands slid into my jeans pulling out the matches. I got one and lite it up

"Here goes to 5 years of torture, and pain" I Spoke before taking a few steps back and throwing the match at my clothes. Flames burst, and arose from the ground. My clothes slowly began to burn and fade away, Fabric by Fabric. I stuck my hands into the pockets of my hoodie watching the fire burn what was left of my Skinny Days....!

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