Chapter 8

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September 16

Dear Diary,

 Am I fat?

 I'm fat.

 Today at lunch Payton came over to the table I was sitting at, alone. And dumped my tray on the floor. She said "Why don't you try a salad next time?" and then her friends chorused with there own insults "You could lose a little around the middle if you no what I mean." "You should just not eat then maybe you'll look better." "Fat." "Flabby." "Fatass."  Just more names for them to bombard me with in the halls.

 After Payton and her friends left I grabbed my bag and went straight to the bathroom. I locked myself in a stall and vomited up what little I had already ate for lunch.

 I didn't eat any supper tonight. The girls at school are right I'm already too fat.

 Maybe if I lose weight the kids at school will like me?

 Do you think that would work? I'm going to try.

 Love

Brooke

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