She was so upset about it, she wanted badly to be considered 'pretty', so, she went to her friend for help.
Its okay... I can help.
And then they called me 'fat' and laughed!
Its okay, you got this. it just takes time, you'll get there .
Her friend was differently helpful, but not in a good way. she did this for weeks until she got the results se wanted, until she felt 'prett'
I can do this, pain is beauty. I must be pretty.
Thats not heathy!! Is she okay!?
See! What did I tell you, your perfect now. Your 'pretty' now.
OH MY GOD!! SHES SO SKINNY
A few weeks later, at school, everyone noticed the change in her weight. it was not healthy but she was "happy" about the way she looked now. right?
Yes! Thank you so much, I'm finally pretty!
This was the first time she really took a look at herself, she was shocked that she had let this happen to her and missed her old self.
*gasps* This isn't me! What have I done to my body?! this isn't right, I need to stop this.
Over the next few weeks she started telling herself more uplifting, positive thoughts. at first she didn't believe them, but after a while she started letting to herself, and over time, she got better.
I will get better, it will be okay, I am going to stop. I am pretty in myself no matter what anyone else thinks.
She became more confident in herself and got new friends who liked her for her and not for the fake version. They were true friends and she was truly happy.