Most normal children at around 7 run around screaming happily as they play innocent little games with their friends. Nobody expects them to be unhappy or depressed, but that was me. I was the girl who sat on the bench every break time, every dinnertime. I was the girl the other children pushed and shoved as they threw insults at me. "You're too fat to play tig" one shouted at me as I tried to join in one day. Another screamed at me that my legs were too fat to walk properly along the lines as they played another game. I kept eating because I was unhappy but the reason I was unhappy was because I ate. 1
My home life wasn't much better. My Mam tried to help me, she really did sometimes. But it felt more like a put down when she told me I should go on a diet or told me to stop being so lazy and walk more to loose the extra "puppy fat". I cried myself to sleep every night and my only friends were the teddies in my room. I used to chat with them and tell them what the other kids said when they called me an "elephant" or a "hippo". I didn't see the point in living, but was too scared to die. My life had no reason, I was a only a fat girl, to fat to play, to fat to think, to fat to feel they all thought. 2
After a year it stopped when I was going to move schools to the one nearby and I finally made some "friends". Those girls who called me those names, that made my life a living hell suddenly decided I was good enough for them. I played tig and bulldog and every other game on the playground, but the names still stuck in my head.3
I lost all the weight though I'm still trying to loose more. The comments have only made me stronger in the long run (as I moved from there to Wales after another year or two). But still I can feel paranoid and I still do feel the pain. Still I hear other kids calling people fat and I'm glad that I was not one of them. I'd rather have been the victim and grown up with some morals than have been one of the bullies and have made someone feel so little as I myself felt. I was on the brink of death everyday as my life got worse and worse. But I want to go back there one day. To show them that I can be happy. To show them that I could loose weight. And to show them that I made something of myself even though they tried to stop me doing it.4
Author notes
This is a true story. When I was 8 I got really popular there actually. I moved to Wales afterwards and though people say it's crap I love it here. We have parties and I have friends that I love because they'd never call me fat or hurt me in that way that much. All the people who have been through what I have I hope that they can get through it to and never give up because it can all work out in the end. Kids can be harsh, but they're only kids.
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okay okaye :0P and popularity never has really mattered to me-one min I'm "popular" one min I'm not-as long as I've gotta good group of mates who accept me for who I am I'm happy :0) I'm fine in meself these days because it just helped make me stronger. Tar 4 ya luvley comment x
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well im glad you're happy now, dont worry about it. and you're not fat! ok? good. anyway, does popularity matter? i dont think so, anyway, nice write babe and i hope you're alright in yourself now-a-days! l8az love ya sky xxx
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Aww thanx. I'm sorry bout ur sister+it can be hard to know what to say to people who you think should loose weight. I'm fine now though-I have lots of guys, I go to lots of parties-but I stay true to meself... Humans can be idiots by hurting each other all the time but oh well. Thanx for all ur lovley comments for everyone that ansewered on here :0)
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I cant say I kno how you feel but I kno that my sis knows how you feel and its sad I mean she has friends but alot of times my bfs and junk will make comments about her and just ppl are always talking about her cuz of her weight and we want her so bad to loose weight but like we may be making things worse I dont kno... but what I do kno is that we arent trying too well anyways great poem and im sry that some people can be so cruel... and I kno how it feels for ppl to talk about others... cuz ppl are constantly insulting me but not cuz of my weight... but great job thanks for sharing this wonderful job and good luck on the contest!
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im glad to see that you are so brave and that you are not lowering urself to be like others just because ur not as you were before i truely admire your great strength in putting up with all there tormenting and i hope you make a great life for yourself.....halez
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Awww tar hunnie x Funny thing is hours after this I was chattin to this lad who thinks he's really funny who made a comment bout I should stop eating altogether when i said I need to make me salad-some people never grow up! Tar tons though x
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This is really nice. I'm glad you found the courage to not let what they said get to you and you're right it's better to grow up with morals then make someone feel like shit. I really like this. Yeah kids can be harsh, but they are only kids, but we still have to teach them everything about respect. good luck in my contest.
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