THE BEGINING

There she sat on her bed. This 17 year old girl. That soft bed made from that swedish soft cushion that when you lay on leaves the imprint of you. She wieghed 350 pounds so it was a pretty big imprint. She begins to read her magazine full of those she wish she could be which is skinny. She used to throw up her food but got to the point where after that she would eat again so it never really made a diffrence. She thinks of all the things she could have done when she was small not to be this way. She blames her parents for not showing her healthy foods and taking her to Chunkie Cheese all the time. She gets up from her bed and goes over to the mirror. I'm ugly she says. She is what she hates.

There he lays on his couch. This middle aged man. He drinks his modern beer from the can and watches his tv which is showing the replay of his marriage. A tear drops as he watches his deceased wife smile and say I do. He sits there wishing he could go back in time and save her. He closes his eyes and prays that just for once whatever he asked for would come true. Just this once. But like always, he opens his eyes to him and her smiling and laughing with cake in each others face. Ever since then he hasn't eaten much. He only weighs 100 pounds. It's been 2 months since the accident.