Víctima de Acoso en el Campamento Anti-Grasa

It's been four days. Four days already. And Sammy has been harassed, punished, and pushed to her breaking point by the other attendants of the weight-loss camp she's going to. In a stupid attempt to try and make herself more 'beautiful', she signed up for two weeks of this. Being berated by the thin and skinny people who 'have to come every month to keep their figure'; in reality, they just like to bully the shit out of anyone overweight that joined to actually get better. And the camp can't really do anything because they're so incredibly rich they keep the place afloat. Anyway, it's noon. Lunch just finished. And Sammy pulls out a burger, her second lunch. "Haha, at least this'll taste good. Maybe it can help me forget this place..." Just as she licks her lips, stomach growling in hunger, she hears one of the thin rich assholes yell from the other side of the dining hall, "DAMN!! Is that your SECOND LUNCH?!" The woman breaks out laughing, and her fellow rich pricks join in. "Fat pig!" "I didn't know whales could walk!" "Oh man! Save some room in there for your organs! Haha!" She hates this place. But it was so much money. But this place sucks.