BHS
Reflection
Submitted by Rachel on February 13, 2008 - 13:39.Reflection
By Rachel Sullivan
Burlington High School, Grade 11
"I hate you."
She looks up, startled, innocently wide eyes gazing back, astonished, into my own.
"Look at you. You're repulsive. How can I not hate you?"
She looks down, fingering the worn, tattered edges of her graying hoodie, her breath catching audibly in her throat.
"You're disgusting. I bet that hasn't been washed in weeks."
She looks up quickly, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes, making them shine in the harsh lighting.
"And lets not forget those jeans," I add, glancing down at the hole-riddled atrocities, "they really don't do anything for that pear shape you've got going on."
Her hands go immediately, almost protectively, to her midsection, causing her to double over slightly, shoulders hunching in shame.
I shake my head at her, "It's too bad none of those diets are working for you. Seriously. You must just have been a born cow, since you hardly eat anything."
