In third grade, she had her first crush on a boy that wasn't so popular with the other kids. In fourth grade, she said two words to him, "You're cute." In fifth grade, she was partners with him for a school project. In sixth grade, she stared at him from her seat in the back of the classroom, wishing she could sit next to him. In seventh grade, she put on her mom's makeup for him, he called her fat, and a whxre. In eighth grade, she put on the smallest amount of clothes she could find, and spread more makeup on her face all for him, but he became to popular to notice. In ninth grade, he touched her butt, called her a filthy slxt for letting him, and told all his friends they hooked up. In tenth grade, she wanted to die because the boy she loved told her she'd be better off. In eleventh grade she stopped trying, and eating, so she wouldn't be fat. In twelfth grade, she wrote a letter about what she loved about herself. It was blank. She never finished twelfth grade.All Rights Reserved
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