Cry No More Lonely Little Fat Girl

Cry No More, Lonely Little Fat Girl

Chapter I
This story is dedicated to every little fat girl who's ever cried herself to sleep. This story is not meant as a put down but as an awakening. Why is it that we must constantly cry ourselves to sleep, and when will society begin to see that we are not so different. We are not the ridicules of every movie; we are not every stereotype! Last night, I lay in bed and I just listened to the quiet, the solitude, the serenity, and I cried. I cried for every movie that has every fat person portrayed as someone who just eats and eats and eats. I cried for that fat woman walking down the street with everyone pointing. I cried for little fat girl and little fat boy in gym class as everyone else laughed because they couldn't make it up the rope. Last night, I lay in bed with the quiet, the solitude, the serenity, listening to the constant beating of the ceiling fan, and I cried. You may ask, why this story? Why now? What is it going to do? Society will never accept us; they will never stop looking at us as some outside species that came here off some spaceship, so what's the point? The point is this story is not for them. This story is not for society. It's for every little fat girl that has cried herself to sleep; this story may be for you.