Skyler's P.O.V
I'm fat. I know. It's not like I don't realize I'm unhealthy. I'm well aware of the fact that I'm overweight. I don't wanna be this way, and I know I have a choice. I'm not happy with the way I am. There have been times when I have the goodbyes I want to say planned out, but I never come to say them. No one is aware that I feel this away about myself. No one knows about the nights I cry myself to sleep because I hate myself so much. No one knows about the times I've tried to starve myself to feel pretty. Everything today is about outer beauty. If you're skinny you're beautiful.
In that case, I'm one ugly girl. I'm far from skinny, far from pretty, and far from happiness. I've gained so much weight compared to last year that I'm afraid to step inside the school building next week, because I know that the moment I do, I'm going to get judged. I know people will be staring at the fat girl. Everyone does. You can't even deny it. This makes my self esteem-thats already in the depths on the ocean-drop drastically. I hate being fat.
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Teen FictionMeet Skyeler. She's 14, weighs 190 pounds, and hates it. Read to learn her story.
