Like a typical bully she was shocked someone told her off and dared me to come back and tell it to her face. I walked up three small stairs to the lunch room sat my book bag down turned around and went back to the girls and again stated F _ _ _ OFF!! Looking back I can laugh, but I remember how boiling it made me and being full of pure adrenalin. By the way I did mention girls? There were two of them and before either one of them could hit me I had picked them up (one at a time) and threw them to the floor. A third girl came around the corner to help them and before she could get a hit on me I knocked her to the floor as well. A forth girl came, but I thought of her a as a mutual friend and I remember yelling at her to get lost that I didn't want to have to hit her. Honestly, those girls never touched me and they went running in shock to the bathroom. This was just one of those FAT GIRL WINS moments. Being as honest as I was, I went to the lunch monitors (teachers) and told them what had happened. I did get called to the principles office but no big deal. Years later as an adult I found out from one pf the teachers that was a lunch monitor that day that they were watching the fight and as long as I was winning they let it go on. (Comforting, I know). I am not saying that fighting is the answer, but you'll know when you have hit your breaking point and it's time to stand up for yourself. I did. We are getting ready today for our trip to Kennywood. I will write about how different going to amusement parks now in tomorrows blog. Thanks for reading.
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| Summer 2004 (300+lbs) Our first family photo |

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