Dear diary
It was my mom's birthday last night. There was cake. Lots of it. The chocolaty goodness tempted me and I gave in without a fight. Slice after slice I consumed.
One of my mom's friends watched me the entire time, looking completely disgusted. Just by looking at her you could see that she was a rich lady. Who else would be able to afford a necklace of pearls and diamonds? She was skinny too, model skinny. She probably wasn't used to being in the same room as a fat whale who could finish an entire cake by herself. She probably has never had even a crumb of cake.
The disgusted look she wore has become familiar to me over the past 2 years. If I saw myself I'd be disgusted too. Who wouldn't?
-Anna
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Diary of a Fat Girl
Teen FictionThis is the secret diary of Anna Kennedy, an obese teenager who wants what everyone else wants. Perfection. Anna not only struggles with the negativaty of her increasing weight but she is also picked on by the school's hotty. Blades, starving and...
