i look over at you not wanting to take it but my stomach growls. It’s a trick, he’s the one who makes fun of me… why would he? I just look away but he just pushes it in my hand. “You need to eat” he says no… I mumble
Intro =HIS POV=
He always made fun of me for being fat. Every day, his jokes and insults echoed through the classroom, making everyone laugh-except me. I tried to ignore it, but his words stuck like glue, making me question my worth every time I looked in the mirror.
Eventually, I started skipping meals. I told myself it was for my health, but deep down, I just wanted the bullying to stop. I barely ate anything for days. The hunger became normal. I felt tired, but at least no one could say I was "eating too much."
One afternoon, while I sat quietly, dizzy and weak, he came over. I expected another cruel joke.
Instead, he dropped a pack of my favorite mallows on my desk. "You need to eat," he said softly, not looking at me in the eyes but I stayed silent, not wanting to take it.
Yall this is literally a copy from this user ID - 67220685046 . I just wanted to switch roles… real bad.
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