My names Kendra, im a world wide supermodel i thought i should share experience with you teenage girls why you think you should be a perfect size 6 and weigh 5stone...
My Life Writen Down...
lets start with a normal morning shall we? wait i mean every morning...
breckfast - half an apple
half an hour later (make myself sick)
Lunch - Half a bannana
hour later (throw it up)
Dinner - tissue... it sounds bizzar but it has no calories in... dont eat it though... cos you still gotta make yourself sick after
thats everyday i do this! every day
you think my lifes perfect? cos im a perfect size 6 and weigh just under 5 stone... well my agent says im overwieght, i understand you girls that are reading this want to be a supermodel, but you wont anymore after reading what ive been through... my friend jennie wears glasses she has a lazy eye she really wanted to be a model.. but she weighed 9stone wore glasses and was a size 10 she was out of the question as soon as the glasses came into it... you have to have perfect eyes, have to be just under 5stone and you have to be size 0... i am made to make myself sick every morning... i eat tissue to still be a model... because i have no real GCSE's and i just cant get a job anywhere else.... this job doesnt even pay much, but all my money gets spent on is portfolios for other agencys to see... some agencys look at my pictures, and think im perfect but a couple of agencys have looked on my website seen my pictures, booked a meeting with me and told me i wasnt good enough, i know i have what it tskes to be a supermodel, but i dont deserve to be one... i didnt want this job, my mum had me as a trial experience i was made to be a supermodel, perfect red curly hair, size 0 body, bright green eyes... all i wanted to be since i was 15 is a adverage girl... i didnt get to go to high school, i didnt get to ride a bike, ive never been swimming with friends... i get bullied when i go to new agencys because im either, fat, ugly or they say im just not good enough..
i have no life a 25 year old should have, im not aloud to go out drinking... im not aloud to nip out to buy some coffee because it has to many calories in... i am not aloud any sugars and if i even dare to touch a cm of chocolate i have to throw it up straight away....
"Everything happens for a reason" ... is that true? Because if it is i want to ask god why i have been badly punnished and why i cant eat bread or a tiny bit of cheese... ive never had cheese i dont even know if i like it but i bet it tastes so good not to make yourself sick after every bite
********** first short story........
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