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After a while even the paparazzi started following me. That part, not so great.

"JaNe Queen gaining pounds? JaNe Queen over eating? Baby bump or fat and JaNe Queen?" I over heard Jim saying to Rooso.

"She's a twig! We need to find a way to stop these tabloids! Not only are they going to hurt her but they are all false!"

"Well she could lose a few pounds. It would stop all tabloids from calling her fat."

"But as soon as she loses weight they are just going to be on her for something els!" Jim saw me and looked sympathetic. I ran to the bathroom and looked at my self in the mirror. I didn't have my thigh gap any more. My stomach did look bigger, and my face looked rounder. When it came time for dinner I couldn't bring my self to eat more than a few grapes. I did the same thing for about a week or two before anybody started to notice. They actually started telling me how great I looked! Magazines started having articles saying "How did she lose all the weight?!" I got people asking me how I was so thin and I couldn't tell them I was starving myself so I just told them it was a diet secret. Jim asked if I saw what was said on the magazine and if that's why I was losing weight. I told him no and don't worry about it.

The less I ate the bigger I got. I didn't under stand why people were complementing me, I was a huge pig! I was clearly the heaviest in the building. Maybe the liked that I was a but bigger? So I still didn't eat because people seemed to think I looked pretty. I sure didn't see it. I was a singer not a model but I enjoyed that I was being both!

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 09, 2014 ⏰

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