WHY?

PARIS

I could not understand what was happening or why Brad whom I believed loved me so much was hurting me.

I tried to speak but could not get any words out. I had not still eaten because I was in a hurry to get to school, so I felt weak.

My face turned red and my eyes stung with tears. When I could not bear the pain anymore, I held Brad's hands to stop him from hurting me.

However, he pushed me backward and I ended up falling into the arms of one of the other three boys.

He cried out, "She's too heavy," and quickly let go of me.

I fell on my back with a shriek while they all laughed at me.

As I sat up, I stared at Brad with tears rolling down my cheeks. The only word I could manage was, "Why?"

"Because you disgust me," he replied as he walked closer to me.

He squatted in front of me and continued, "I know you are dumb and stupid but don't you have a mirror? How could you think you are beautiful just because I said so?

FYI, every time I said those words to you, I felt like puking.