This is another story about fat girl and her grade school memories. Fat girl, uncertian and plump, nervously entered the lunch room. She knew she had nowhere to sit. The tables were countries, fat girl an alien. thousands of eyes focused on her like a thousand burning cigarettes, charing her confidence and hope. Fat girl's eyes fell upon the floor, staring at the back and forth motion of her feet until she met her wall. She sat on the floor, back against the wall. Fat girl looked up at the cigarettes and forced herself to smile. They laughed, they howled and they all simontaniously threw their sandwhichs at her. All of them mindless drones programed to hate fat girl. Fat girl got up and ran to the washroom. Faster fat girl, faster run away from it all. Don't trip fat girl because they'll all be cracking up at your fall. Fat girl looked into the washroom mirror. She screamed at her relflection, she screamed at her soul. "Fat girl I hate you. You're everything they're not. Look at you so fat and so plump. And You wonder why you have no friends." Fat girl looked at herself one more, sick of what she thought, and punched the mirror. She hid herself from her broken relfection, the monster, the beast. She hid in the stall drowning herself in her tears and sorrow. Fat girl knew this would still happen tomorrow.