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I had to be imagining it. After seven days of nonstop training, I finally dared to weigh myself. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the scale, shifting my weight until the numbers settled. Several students gathered around to watch. "Shannon, you've worked so hard. You'll be fine!" "You must have lost at least ten pounds this week!" I slowly opened my eyes. Two hundred and fifty pounds. Everyone who was there was shocked. "Is the scale broken? How did she gain thirty pounds?!"

“Or do you just not care because you’ve never had to control yourself?” “I’ll clean it,” I say quickly. “I’ll make more.” He laughs. Short. Ugly. “Make more?” His eyes drag over me, slow and deliberate. “You’ve already had plenty, haven’t you?” My face burns. I stare at the floor. At the sauce spreading between the cracks. “You know what people see when they look at you?” he continues. “They see a fat girl who doesn’t know when to stop. Eating. Standing. Existing. Just too much.”

Cold sweat soaked my spine. "Caution. Core temperature increase detected. Cause assessment—thermogenesis induced by unauthorized caloric intake." Another surge of electricity hit me. I spasmed and curled in on myself. Why did the red light go off even when I was trying so hard? I stared at the swollen back of my hand in despair. When I pressed it, a deep dent stayed, refusing to spring back. Mom was right. I was a monster, one who gained weight even from drinking water alone. No matter how hard I tried, it never came off.

One year later I have been living in Congo for a year now and how can I tell you that I have become fat!! I have flesh as koko Grandma would say, no longer seriously I gained weight but on the hips, thighs and chest I do not understand, koko Grandma says that a woman's body is a secret that no one does not know how to remedy it, I have big plays now to say true I am not full! It's always better than being a skeleton!

"Tch, even if you get fat, I won't get fat. My diet has been fixed these years, and I basically don't gain weight." Gabrielle had her own set of health regimens and hadn't gained weight over the years.

He’d manipulated me, and I had fallen for it all, hook, line and sinker. “I hope so. I’m starving, and it has been a while since I’ve felt truly hungry,” I told her, looking forward to our baked chicken dinner. She grinned. “That is a very good sign. Pregnant ladies are supposed to gain weight, not lose it,” she lectured. “I know, I know. I will. It’s hard to eat when you have to think about what it is going to look like coming back up,” I complained. She wrinkled her nose. “Gross.”

Before I was born, I was only forty-nine kilograms. “Auntie, I gained weight, gained seventeen kilograms! What's up, auntie?" I felt like crying, I'm only seventeen or eighteen after all. “Going to the gym with auntie!” I think again and again, only this way is the best. Must be determined within a month to lose at least ten kilograms. Since I'm going back to school next month, I don't want to see everyone with a fat body again.

Even the capital they gave her had been treated as a debt by her and returned once she could afford to. … With her grandmother's insistence, Gemma and Livian now had a basket full of different flavored cookies and crankles. She had spent the whole morning baking them. "I swear, she is trying to make me gain a hundred pounds." She joked as Livian drove off the compound. "Even if you did, your figure would still be gorgeous. You would be sexier, as a matter of fact." Flirted Livian, peeking at her from the corner of his eye. "Because most of that weight would go to your boobs, hips and butt. That would make you even curvier."