After bumping into my "sister", I decided to investigate further. I started walking into different rooms in the house. I heard something fall on the ground and ran into the next room.
"GET OUT"
"Holy shiznet dude I'm sorry!" I quickly walked out of the room and tried to forget the horrifyingly disgusting image of that girl on my brother. I gagged then walked away to a different part of the house.
I walked in front of the mirror and almost screamed. "Oh. My. God."
"I'M BEAUTIFUL!!!"
I started jumping up and down and jumped even more when I realized I could without it making much noise or hurting. I mentioned earlier that it didn't hurt anymore to walk because my ankle isn't hurt anymore, but I didn't even realize that my steps were lighter too.
I have always been like 100 pounds over-weight and I've learned to live with it. What sucks the most though, is that it's not even my fault. I don't eat much like people believe about most people who are on the chubbier side. It's mainly been a combination of things like hormones and genetics. But when I looked in the mirror, I saw the girl I've always wanted to look like.
Beautiful.
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My weird ass dream
General FictionThis is just me describing a dream, but kind of turning it into a story. You can put yourself in any characters shoes, it's entirely your choice
