Sins of the past

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Sanem's POV

🎶 Story's Background Music; Faith (Choral Version) by Oh Joon sung.

It was another Monday morning in Istanbul. A very busy day. Yes! A school day. I was just discharged from the hospital. Depression. I'm a victim and it started when I was in 6th grade. Pretty too early for having such a problem right?

Being fat in a surrounding full of handsome boys and slim sexy looking girls was very difficult for me. I was always the center of attraction and was always bullied. Why can I be slim and beautiful like Minal? Aysha? Zehra? Tears welled in my eyes every time I thought of this.

I was never a foodie. I hate food. I hate eating!!! My weight was a thyroid problem which became worse when I developed depression. Everybody hated me. I had no friends. I was isolated. Slowly I learned to be independent and stronger.

I did everything on my own, minding my business. Luckily, I met Minal in 9th grade. She helped me when I was showered with Pancake Batter by the Famous Ace Brothers in school. I was their prey. Their leader, Firash. Oh, God! I hate him! The most popular boy in school. He was in 12th grade. Very athletic. He walked with grace, pride, and confidence. Many girls admired and sought his attention.

I hate the guy, extremely hate him. He's the most arrogant, bad-mannered, ungentlemanly, evil asshole in the world.

Ha! I almost yelled.

I let out a long sigh and shut down my laptop. The news on the school blog; Firash and Almira  dating and he bought her the latest kkw makeup kit. They looked so cute together blah blah blah. I scanned the words. 

Darn it. I shouldn't have looked at it in the first place. What a waste of time!

I lifted my phone and it instantly opened when my face was detected. 7:45 am. I will be late for school. I spranged up and ran into the bathroom before my mother started calling my name.

My mum was already waiting downstairs for me with my lunchbox. "Here. Hurry, I don't want you to be late." She handed the lunchbox to me. She adjusted the collar of my clean and well-ironed uniform. I am fat but I'm very clean!

My driver dropped me at the school gate. Everyone was running to his or her various class, it was already 8:00 am. I started walking fast, I don't want to lose my points. Just before my legs could take off...my weight pulled me down like a magnet. It was like my legs were not moving.

At last, I entered the class sweating and trying to catch my lost breath. Minal gave me that welcoming smile and hug. I missed her so much. She visited me at the hospital every day.
Minal and I were both thirteen but I was a month older than her.

We looked totally different. Physically we had nothing in common. She was blond and I, brunette. She was tall and skinny while I was tall and fat. Okay...very fat.

"I missed you so much. How're you feeling now?"

"I'm pretty good. How about you?" I returned the beautiful smile elevating my fat chubby cheeks.

"Here. These are for you." She gave me a beautiful box of chocolate. My eyes gleamed happily. Yes, I forgot to mention this. I love chocolates.

I stuffed a bar of white chocolate into my mouth and looked around. Tiny eyes were looking and staring at me as usual. I almost choked!

The teacher was here already. I swallowed the chocolate and concentrated in class.

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The classes were over and I walked down to the beautiful neem tree where I usually sit and think about my life, while I waited for my driver.