Big Girls Don't Cry
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  • Parts 8
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  • Reads 1,170
  • Votes 95
  • Parts 8
  • Time 1h 22m
Ongoing, First published May 29, 2018
Mature
"I love you Nicole, I have loved you since I first laid eyes on you at five years old. You were always beautiful. Your size never mattered to me. Please don't leave me." He began to tear up.

     "Sometimes love isn't enough Joe." I began to turn away from him, but he grabbed my face in anger.  

    "I'm giving you my heart. Why does it matter if other people know about us?" His voice began to crack. "Why can't I be enough?" I begin to feel my own anger rise.

    "I deserve better and you know it. I won't let you keep me a secret because you're embarrassed that i'm fat."


Joe has been bullying Nicole since kindergarten and doesn't plan to stop their senior year; even if they fall in love. Nicole is an overweight teenager and must find a way to survive high school and her own boyfriend. This story is about love, heartbreak, and maybe a little basketball.
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For seventeen years, I was trapped in a boring life, the people I made contact with everyday are my parent, Julia and no one else, my aunt drops by occasionally. I want more than that boring life, I want to stop being home school, I want to know how life is by not living under the watchful eyes of my parent and I got it when I spent my last year in high school at Blake high school. It was crazy, I experienced a lot, I met the mighty P-12, Every happy Linda, Annoying Amy, mysterious Isabella, Joel and his bully crew, playful Zion, boyish and troublesome Mitchello, cunny Irantiola, sweethearted Bee and my heartrob leandro. I learnt something which I still held with me till today, the people you least expected to hurt you will hurt you most, you can never tell someone can hurt you until the person hurt you. I am glad I left home, I made some mistakes and I learnt my lesson, never judge someone you just met because you can never tell their story, how life has dealt with them, what makes them what they are presently, I have a lot to talk about in my story.