The Words She Keeps

I was in eighth grade when I overheard a group of boys discussing their female classmates in the library. I sat frozen in a cubby desk hidden from their view. I attempted to finish a make-up vocabulary test, but my focus disappeared as I listened to their words. “The new girl is cute, but a little chubby. Sometimes she is pretty, but other days, I don’t know.” I felt the young man’s words cut through my skin and consume my thoughts. I looked down at my thighs and noticed their…

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