"Maya!"Yelled a high pitched lady's voice from beyond down the stairs, in the kitchen, calling her large, oversized daughter.A noticeable tone of furiousness and angerin her voice.
"Yes ma'am?!"Maya screeched sleepily, unable to part her lips that much from how chap it was, fat lips.Just like her.
Her big, inflated, large chest rumbled, which was barely covered by a extra large bright pink shirt that said, I didn't do ANYTHING!"This was one of her favorite oversized, extra large shirt.
Maya tried to jerk her round, fat head up to look around her and get out of her large, king sized bed that her entire, englared body filled with fat.But her large, chubby neck wouldn't allow that to happen right at that moment.
Maya took a slow deep breath in, and sneezed hard.So hard her long, straight, black hair flew in her stubborn face, she was thoroughly frustrated.Angry."Every single time I have to go through this."
But then Maya remembered what he mother said on Sunday, yesterday, that rainy day.She said she had to go to therapy for the stupid candy business that she was obsessed with.Today was Monday, and she had to go for nine o'clock.It was 8:02.
She had a strong addiction to candy, especially gummy bears, that was her favorite.Apparently she are so much candy that she was almost 400 pounds.She hates the weight, but loves the sugar coated candy.She eats so much candy that she eats almost a pound of candy everyday.
Maya heard someone come up the large , carpet steps.Her tall mother was coming up the stairs, stomping her feetwith each step she took towards the door of Maya's bedroom.
."uh oh!"Thought the still frustrated, but slightly angry Maya,"why didn't I replace the freaking gummy bears!The stupidity of me!"
Maya's white painted, slightly peeling paint door decorated with large pink letters in cursive that read MAYA door slammed open, and in came a completely furious, tall, mother, holding, with her sticky long fingers, a golden gummy bear share size pack was in her fingers, she waved them around like there was no tomorrow.
"Would you like to explain this", Maya's mom said quietly.
"Mom, I didn't mean-"But her mother cut her off.
"WOULD YOU LIKE TO EXPLAIN THIS?!"She shouted.
"I ate the gummy bears at 3 in the morning."Maya whispered, even quietly than her mother whispered before she raised to this tone of voice.
"Why?"Her mother said, now lowering to a normal tone with every breath she took.
"I was hungry for some candy!"Se said, her tone raising at her mother as her mother walked to the side of the oversized bed.Her long, brown, straight hair swishing over her eyes and back to the back of her head.Furiousness still in her face.
"Get out of the bed."She whispered softly, looking Maya straight in the eyes, even though Maya wasn't making any eye contact.
Maya's eyes struggled to stay in one particular place for two seconds.She knew she was in a lot of trouble.This was how her mother acted, she knew this alright.
Her mother slowly pulled her small, normal head towards Maya's big, ugly face and screamed,
"OR NO CANDY FOR YOU AND EXTRA THERAPY HOURS WITH MR.DANIEL!"ILL HELP YOU OUT OF BED BUT YOU NEED TO PUT YOUR OWN CLOTHES AND OVERSIZED SHOES ON!"
She screamed so hard that the crying walls shook from the great loudness of her voice.Her voice echoed the the hallways out the kitchen window, making the bushes shudder outside.
Maya's face was bright red, with a straight face then broke out into pouring tears, all at once.
She cried and cried.Her mother was now deeply in sorrow of what she did.But Maya didn't realize that because of the crying she did.
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Addiction Of Candy
General Fiction"I can't stop eating candy, it's my life." Maya is 15 years old in the ninth grade.You might think she is a normal Mayland High School freshman, but her actions speak louder than her high pitched words. Maya has an addiction to anything sweet, and h...
