My story’s topic will be on my personal body weight. When I was younger, I wanted to look like everyone else and didn't like the skin I was in until I got older. I would always think that me being skinny wasn't a good thing. People in my school made me think this way. They would make jokes and tell me that something was wrong with me. One girl ever said I had a disease that makes me skinny. Some would think that I was weak because they didn't see any meat on me, this was not true at all. They would also talk about how I wasn’t as mature as them in the chest area which made it even worse. My parents would always support me and didn't see anything wrong with my weight, we would go to the doctor for an annual check up and they would say I'm perfectly
