Another memory of Fat Girls grade school.
Fat girl sat on the grade school hill, alone with her friends, the characters in her book. Her face burried inside the book, another place where she hoped she could hide. Then the beautiful people came, their leader beautiful boy. The circled around her, trapping her in their clutchs. They grab her book. They rip the pages, one by one. The sounds of the paper being torn was another stred of confidence gone. When they were done passing around her book, they threw the cover at her. The kicked her, they pushed her down the rocky edge of the hill. She got up, she looked at them with tears in her eyes. She tried to speak, she couldn't paralesed by fear of the beautiful people. She felt her neck, the red blood streaming down, rock stuck in her neck. She couldn't dicide which hurt most, her body or the fact that she had no friends. She got up and looked at the beautiful people, she just walked away. What else could a fat girl do?