Being a Big Girl

Every time there was a birthday party or random house party, she prayed that the cool kids would invite her. She knew she was fat so her boring clothes would never get her invited. Pleasant shock hit her when one of the normal sized girls asked her to join them. “Oh. My. God.” What would she wear that would work with that shape underwear thing that was supposed to keep her ugly stomach in? After school, she went to the mall and tried on everything in her size. Every time she looked in the mirror in the fitting room, she hated herself. 

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