Okay, I've never posted anything on here before, so I hope you enjoy
this story! Please give me criticism, well....the constructive kind ;D
I had been this way all my life. Chubby, stumpy, fat. The guys would flirt with my
friends and barely acknowledge my existence. I sat on the sidelines, maybe downing by
troubles with a donut or ho-ho. They would flirt, and sometimes those guys would even go
"who the hell is she?". I would look down into my 3 sizes too small parka and try to
contain my tears. Hell if my parents cared. They were workaholics, so usually my dad would
leave his charge card and tell me to order some takeout. They exercised at least 6 times a
week. My older sister was one of the only people who decided to help me. She’d whack the
chopstick or fork out of my hand when I’d had enough lo-mein. She’d switch my coke
glass with water when I wasn’t looking. Little tricks, they did help. By the summer of
my 7th grade year, I was still 180 pounds. A porker, my parents would call me. They were
the least bit sensitive, and my best friend would still give me shallow insults disguised
as compliments. She would mostly frolic around with her quarter back boyfriend. There was
a rumor he raped her or something, and she totally collapsed and came running back to me.
Thus, I set her up and let her further insult me. I never lost or gained any weight, at
least that much. On the eve of the first day of 8th, I weigh 179.5 pounds. It was on my
first day of 8th grade when I realized something had to change. And I meant Fast.
it's kind of short, i know. the chapters will get longer, though! tell me what you
think....also, here's some elouai dolls to depict them. (candybar 5)
darcy: main character.
(uhhh, you can't change the body size of the dolls so this is it...just imagine her about
1 inch taller and 4 inches wider)
more later. thanks ( :