Paper Airplanes

PROLOUGE

Yes.

I'm her.

I'm the girl you see struggling in the hallways.

I'm the girl thats afraid to go to the mall.

I'm the girl that can't fit into her jeans.

I'm the fat girl.

I know what you're thinking.

"She's probably one of those girls that says she fat but isn't."

No. That's not the case.

I'm Alisonn Whitney. Ali for short.

I have one friend. That's it.

But It's Kalani Thorn.

We've been friends since 3rd grade.

(When I was normal size)

She's all around perfect.

She's a size 2.

She's a amazing dancer.

All the boys like her.

And most of all.

She was skinny.

I've never had boys like me.

They just see me in the hallways and go

"Hey Fattie, wheres your chicken leg?" Then start laughing.

But sometimes they oink at me.

I'm used to it by now.

My mom can control her eating. She gets on the treadmill everyday, diets, runs, and workouts at the gym.

I've tried once but I couldn't do it.

Pathetic.

Ick.

This is my story.

Of how I found love.

No wait..

Love found me.