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AGAINST ALL ODDS

by Jessie

This I tell you about happen when I went to school and had passion for singing and dancing. Singing had I always done, but dancing I take lessons to learn. But my biggest problem with it was – I where fat and everyone had always victimized me for that.

It was only me. I have one other person in my class, who were fat too, but no one said a thing to him, actually it was a boy to. It was only me the whole time, one time they had even him and called me names. How could they? They had him to yell: “Fat boy and pig” after me.

I remember especially one day:

This day had begun so perfect. My music teacher came and asked if I want to join the school choir, because she had heard me singing in the corridor. I said yes, of course. I was so happy the whole day.

I was nearly home, when someone hit my back and said:

“Why should you join the school choir, fat boy?”

“I’m should sing.” I whisper, so no one could hear me.

“I couldn’t hear you. Why should you join the school choir?” He said and everybody begins and laughs.

“I’m joined to sing.” I said louder.

“I can’t still here you. It’s best you answer me or I hit you more, fatty. Why should you join the school choir?”

“I’m singing, of course.” I yelled to him, to safe myself.

“And you think you are good enough?” The boy asked me and hit me so my nose begun and bleed. My jumper was tear to pieces.

I cry all the way home. How, should I tell my mum when I coming home. If I told her, she should be hurt and I can’t do that to her. I must keep quite about it.

When I reached the house so come mum and asked me what had happen to me. I couldn’t see into her eyes so I looked down and lie to her. I told her I had fall over my bike when I ride my bike home. I told her also what I had joined that day, in school.

My mum is happy as I was about it.

After we had talked about it, I went to my room and lay on my bed. I cry my eyes out.

Why should this happen to me, not the other boy in my class? It was only me the whole time they called names. It was so unfair. My heart was hurt. I couldn’t take it anymore; one more day with name calling, ridiculing, and laughing at me I kill myself. What’s their problem? What’s wrong with me? What should happen to Susan if I told mum and dad, what happen in school, should they begin and hurt her to? No, I can’t tell anything.

Later that night, when I laid on my bed and wrote in my diary, my sister caught me what I wrote about. I know that boys didn’t write diary. I do days like this so I can cope with everything. It’s good thing and does so the pain goes away from your heart.

Susan stood and read over my shoulder. I notice what she doing.

“What are you doing, Susan?”

“Read about things you lie about, happy?”

“I kill you if you tell them.”

“You must tell the truth. I heard mum and dad talking about you?”

“What did they say?”

“They suspected already you have problem.”

Oh no, this been only worse and worse. I can’t tell them. I don’t know what I should do. I begin and cry again. Why should I be fat like this? Why couldn’t I be like them, smaller? I hate this really. I wished they should know how much they hurt me. Each time they hit me or broken my clothes so hurts that and lie to my mum and dad, why my jumper or trousers was broken.

It was same thing every day, if they didn’t hit me when I going to school so hit they, me when I was my way from school. But never ever so my parents, sister or teachers saw it.

I was so afraid and go to school; every morning was like a pain for me. I wake with stomach trouble. I even throw up some mornings.

After a while when, I had throw up nearly a week in a row. I notice that I had begun loosing weight in that way, so I continue and throw up after every meal I had eating.

I do it every day, I been smaller and smaller. I only saw that how fat I was. Even now they victimized me for my body, but the other way. But in real life I was really sick.

In my eyes I was fat still. So I continue and throw up to one day when I throw up blood to. That day was the worse day in my entire life, because Nicky (which was the new boys name, he had begin in our class this term) caught me when I was at the school’s toilet and throw up. It was then it comes blood to. Nicky heard someone who cried and throw up in the same time. He searches through every toilet, in the last one he found Bryan. There where vomit’s and blood everywhere.

“Oh my god, are you okay?”

“No, I’m not. I don’t want to die. Look what I have done?” He said and cried so much.

It felt so much better now when someone known what I had done with my body.

Nicky he let me in his arms and sat there on the toilet floor and comfort me. Suddenly so begin I and throw up again, this time over Nicky. I only throw up blood, so Nicky decided and take me to the hospital. He screamed to everyone who stood outside and look on us:

“Can someone call after a ambulance? His sick.”

Everyone continues and stared at us, he screams again.

“For God’s sake, call after a ambulance right now? He can die.”

I felt so weak. I begin and pass out. Nicky speak to me the whole time. I begin and am delicate.

Nicky sat with me in his arm’s until the ambulance come, his tears ran the whole time. He came with me to the hospital. I was in coma.

Nicky was staying with me the whole time, at least to my parents and Susan come. Than he went out to the waiting room, waited to see me again.

Susan came out and found him sitting with his head in his hands and crying.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“No, I thought I should loose your brother today. He was so weak, when we reach the hospital. You should see, when he throw up all that blood.”

“I guess, he done it on you, because whole you are red.”

“Yeah, he did. But I don’t care, because he was so weak then to.”

“I came out to you, because he want to see you.”

These happen four or five years ago. All they, which victimized me back, then, should see me now. First of all, so become me and Nicky great mates. We went an audition for a new boy band and both Nicky and I joined it.

I was so happy that day when I found out, because I thought I had got my revenge then. I told about it to everybody who want listen to me. My entire life had I search for this. Best thing was and meet all the girls, which we did. When all this girls begins and scream after the lads and me when we were on stage where the most beautiful thing a boy could hear, like me.

Nicky had girlfriend when we joined the band and I was always looking after one. But I should find me a girlfriend after we had been in the band nearly two years. It was on the first tour we had with the group in UK. I found love with one of the girls in the special guests group. Her name is Carrie and I love her with my whole heart. My first kiss with her was my first ever kiss. My heart begins and hit faster and faster when I feel her lips against mine. My entire body were hot and I felt like everything should spinning.

Now we sitting here, Nicky and me, we are two parts of the popular group Westlife. We had our sixth number one with the latest single “All against odds”. Title on this song describes my life perfect.

Nicky and his girlfriend are married and she is 3 months pregnant. Meanwhile Carrie and I are engaged. Carrie is pregnant to she has gone 1 month.

THE END

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