Today Ritos felt very sad, after the first day in a long time where he had fun for once. Messing around with friends on Team Fortress 2, and just overall in a good mood. Today was the end of the 1 day break he had from the eternal sadness that was his existance. It started off with a bowl of Fruit Loops, right after waking up. Granma was out at the store doing something, but after she came home they both went out to another grocery Store - Piggly Wiggly - and to get some lunch. The original idea was Dunkin' Donuts but Granma hadn't eaten yet that day, so they went to Jack's- a local fast food chain. After eating at Jack's they went to Piggly Wiggly, got what they needed and went home. Then immediatly after going home they went out again to get the car washed. The car wash place wasn't too busy, so there was a spot open to do it as soon as they got there. However, upon putting money into the machine, they realized it wasn't working properly. This aggravated Ritos. After they started, Granma yelled at Ritos what to do even though he was already doing it, and then yelled at him for washing the car off where she had brushed - like you're supposed to. Ritos was getting very angry. After that Ritos drove home on the highway to dry off the car, and then came inside and just sat on his bed. He was supposed to work on a fanfiction for a friend - so he wrote a line or two but then lost his train of thought and stopped - feeling bad because of it. A hour or two passed and a saddened Ritos grabbed a container of ice cream and ate some of it. Then he had to go take a shower and get ready - church was in a few hours. When he got into the bathroom, he took off his shirt and stopped - staring into the mirror. "Fucks sake, I look fat." Ritos thought to himself. Being underweight for the past few years and finally becoming 'normal' weight was hard for him. He'd not been this big in years, and his mental state didn't help him with that at all.
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A sad day in the life of a sad person.
Non-FictionThere once was a young man named ritos. Ritos lived in Kimberly, Alabama, and hated it- it wan't home. Home was Charlotte, North Carolina, the place he'd spent the first few years of his life in but doesn't remember much of. After moving from Caroli...