7. Prey in their feeding grounds

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Dear ------,

After my welcome to high school party things got bad. It seemed that everything was going downhill for me.
Jenna and her group were in the cafeteria while I passed by. They eyed me like another prey in their feeding grounds. Jenna was always good with words, even when it came to describe a freak such as myself.
 
''wierdo, no body wants you here, go die freak, the ugly moose, fat, dweeb… etc'' it seemed like you never ran out of names for me. That day at the cafeteria was the first time you told me to die and that nobody wanted a fat loser crawling around. That afternoon I believed every word and said RIP to myself because no body else would.
 
-Minerva

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