Five Days - Michael Clifford

Being the most un-average girl ever was a little hard. I had cellulite on my thighs that always touched all the time, a tummy that protruded out an inch or so, my calves and arms that were more flabby than muscle, and on top of all that, I was taller than the average girl. I was about 5'8" and taller than most of the guys I've met. And I've been this way ever since I can remember.
I don't think that I would be the first choice of anyone. I don't think I would be the one that someone wanted to meet at a concert or bar. I am never the one to be approached when out with friends.
With all of that, my self confidence has plummeted. I am never able to change the way I looked mainly because I am too lazy and hungry all the time.
I had finally found the one person who could accept me for who I was. I found three others who loved me for me. And all that was so strange and unusual for me.
It's sad really, with how I can become such a mess with just one flick of a finger.