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Josh woke up with a strange feeling. It wasn't clear what the feeling meant, but as he opened his eyes, letting the faint dark blue of the early morning light into his eyes, he realized that the memories of last night began to fade like a dream... Or was it really just a dream? Then, there was another feeling - one of tightness against his mouth and cheeks. Moving his arms felt strangely harder, with an unusual feeling of his skin... cascading and rubbing against his body? His hand touched whatever that was on his cheeks, realized it was some sort of mask. ...Was he kidnapped? Josh shot up with the fact, but not even the adrenaline could've brought him up from his lying down position. In fact, he remembered that he usually only slept on his stomach... But speaking of his stomach, though. Carefully, he traced the strange mask to find velcro straps on the side of his forehead and neck, which with his hand, felt more soft than he remembered. A feeling of routine began to brew
Literature
Bigger Isn't Always Better
"I want to be big. I want all eyes on me, I want people to notice me and know my name."
The circumstances prior to this moment in Jason's life were mostly irrelevant. He lived a normal life, was in his late twenties, he wasn't ugly but still didn't quite tip the scale into the realm of attractive either.
The woman behind the counter stared at Jason her lips held in a tense line, it gradually cracked into a smirk.
"That's your wish? You want to be big. You want all eyes on you, and everyone to know your name." Legally she had to repeat the wish back to her client's before making the transaction. This was a respectable business after all.
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Contrast: Appetite
You've always been the first person to finish eating first. The mess splayed on the round table, me, you and the others on a semicircle booth, stuffed out of our minds. Yet, you were the only one that barely had five hundred calories. A slice of pizza, some cheese bread and fries were enough, you say. "Live a little." One of our friends say to you. "It's the new years." You politely declined the friend's offer, of course. This meal had already set you off and you'll be running around the neighborhood in the morning and in the evening. Anything to keep your waist below the 30" mark. Then, I get another slice, subtly pushing the large pizza, still within its box, to your direction. "We can't finish it on our own. Just one more slice. Please?" No? Well, we didn't expect you to say yes to the offer anyway. Of course, you berate us for being so lax and unstrict with our diets, like our waistlines were so prone to damage like yours. Heh. -- "Just one?" You say, burping out the
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Nice job, enjoyed the story of denial and gaining. Keep up the good work.