Every day when I wake up next to my 5 foot mirror, I just wish that I could be taken way
from this world. The world does not need a “fat pig” like me. I hate living because my life sucks.
When I compare myself to the skinnier kids, I just wish I was as cool as them. They have the
perfect body size, perfect hair, very muscular just like the models on television. They hang out
with the prettiest girls on campus and there are in all A-side teams. While, I am just a fat little
boy who has only obese looking friends, who loves to eat donuts, and can never make a C-side
baseball team.
I have changed school, searching and hoping I could find a place that I would fit in, and
where I would not be called names on a regular basis. My parent quit moving me from school to
school, on the month of October, when I moved from 3 different schools in one month. They told
me to just stick with a school and deal with everything by myself; switching school will not help
me unless I help myself. Days went by and not much was changed, I was still fat if not fatter, and
students at school could not stop telling me that I am a fat pig and that I should enter the biggest
loser. So I decide to change everything, by losing weight. The only way I could lose weight
would be by stop eating period. If I do eat, I will run to the bathroom and put fingers in my
mouth, and that causes me to vomit. I only do that when I’m at home with my mom and dad, so
that they will not know that I have been avoiding to eat.
This went on for months, after months. I will eat when mom and dad are around and
vomit it all out later, or I just won’t eat for few days. I lost more than half of my weight. Mom
