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Dear diary,
Some people at school threw away my lunch today. They said I was too fat to eat and that I should go on a diet or maybe just not eat. Maybe they are right. I am indeed getting fat. I run to the washroom with tears in my eyes. Don't be a crybaby,I tell myself. They are right,anyways. I lock myself in a bathroom stall and throw up the little food I had for breakfast today and the fries I had for lunch. I go on with the rest of the school day with an empty stomach. Maybe now I will be more like the pretty girls.
Yours,
the broken girl.
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