I wonder every night as I examine my body. I wish I was built like the other girls. If only I had a slim figure. Imagine if I didn’t have to endure the chalky flavor of my protein shakes, the fad diets, excessive workouts and only eating one meal a day. I would love to be thinner. I snap out of my thoughts to continue the mental self-deprecation of my body. All I see is my sagging skin from all the weight loss last school year. However, I still am a “bigger” (who would’ve thought 170 lbs would be considered “Fat” until I moved to this city). I still have ankles even after following my Chloe ting workout religiously, it’s astonishing that I don’t weigh only 80lbs.
I want to experience that feeling of being so skinny that people look at me with awe at how beautiful my figure is. Furthermore, I want to be on the walls of teenagers; I want fame, I need money, and I want worship from the people around me. Also, I feel so much rage in my heart that I’ve worked so hard, but I am still nowhere near my bodily goal. I breathed so deeply to get this voice roaring loud enough that anyone or anything in a 5-mile radius could hear
“I wish to be thinner, GOD PLEASE?!!! Anyone, I mean anyone, please make me think I would do anything to be beautiful.” I feel a sense of real getting that statement off my chest I make my way away from the vanity mirror (finally) I crept into bed then that’s when I saw it a strange figure standing at the end of my bed with a staggering height gnarled nails that curled toward It’s palm and eyes a beaming red and is skin in the dark almost pitch black with sharp and strong horns emerging from its scalp looking at me. I didn’t move a muscle and I had stopped breathing in hopes that the creature leaning over my bed would just go away, or maybe it was all in my mind, like lucid dreaming, that had to be the problem. Likewise, I must be having one of those hallucinations right before you wake up from a nightmare. Then the impossible happened, this thing spoke to me. It said
“I can make your wish come true, my dear, I just need one thing from you.” He said in a booming voice.
I could help myself. This has been something I have been dreaming of since I was a little girl, I could make my dreams come true all I have to do is say yes.
“What do I have to say or do?” I questioned frantically.
“I need you to give me your soul.” He said in a very strange way that made my skin crawl I paused an my mind raced for what felt like a thousand milliseconds ,however, I had to be sure that I didn’t say something that I’d later regret.Likewise, after so long I realized he can’t have it no wish is worth losing something so special just to be skinny. I sat up in my bed and my mouth opened I looked at the beady eyed creature and said, “No, I will not give you my soul.”
He raised up an slowly crept back into the corner disappearing right before my eyes, yet something felt strange it was me am I Thinner?
