I smiled as I listened to the new song 'Little Things' by One Direction. It seemed like once again there words spoke to me. Just like almost every song by them. But there was something about this song that struck me in the chest. I had always been a bit insecure, and when I say a little I mean a lot. When I was younger I used to be a bit chubby. Okay a lot chubby I weight about 180 pounds in my freshmen year of high school. I had never been ashamed of my weight before that year. High School is a lot different that Junior High. In Junior High all everybody cared about was who was with who, .and everybody was friends with everyone But in High School it was a whole new story. People start to turn their backs on you.
In my freshmen year of highschool I lost all my friends and was bullied constantly for my weight. I tried not to let it get to me, but like everybody else I feel victim to all there tauntings. I started to watch my diet, but even that didn't work fast enough. I was drawn to different methods of weight lost. Even though I lost about 60 pounds it still seemed to not be enough. They just never seemed to let up the bullying got worse as the years went on. I can't even go into my own home without their snide remarks and cynical words.
It seemed my only safe place was my own little world. A world of music and stories. One Direction seemed to always be in my fantasies. Their music seemed to sooth me. It made me forget about the cruel world and look on the bright side. I loved One Direction with all my heart, but I wasn't like those girl who were obsessed with them. I'm not talking about their music or the band in a whole. I love them all just as much as everybody else. I just know that I will never get to be with anyone of them. My fantasies seemed to be only for my head.
Plus who would ever like a girl like me. A girl with a lot of problems. I know in the song they say they love all the little things. But I don't have just little things. I have big things. I am not good enough to be in the same room as them, let alone date one of them. My stomach is still too big, my nose too long, and my feet too wide. I will never be perfect for anyone let alone the five angels who make my world a lot better.
I played the song once again and decided to face my fears and check facebook. What I saw made my stomach drop. I knew my good mood couldn't last for long. I looked at my wall and let the tears escape.
Hey fatty, have any twinkies you like to share?
Stuck your finger down your throat yet.
Fat cows like you shouldn't be aloud on this site.
Hahaha you look like a walrus.
Tears escaped my eyes. One Direction was wrong I am not beautiful and NOBODY will ever love my little things.
