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Taken 13Walt stared in shock at the son he'd thought he'd lost months ago.Taken 13 by nightmares06
"Walt," Sam said. His voice choked up, unable to get past that one word. He blinked, and his eyes shone with unshed tears.
Walt walked up to him with deliberate footsteps. He couldn't quite credit the sight before him. Sam stood there in the same clothes Mallory had made him before her death. A little more worn and rumpled than the last time Walt had seen them, but still good. Still in one piece. His heart twisted at the reminder of what he'd lost.
She'd be so happy to know Sam was safe.
Unable to stop himself, Walt gathered his tall son into a gentle hug. He was careful to avoid the broken arm Sam was favoring, spotting the clumsy splint holding it in place. Sam hugged him back with a desperate relief. Walt was surprised to find that Sam was actually sturdier than he'd been when he'd vanished, those months ago. His thin frame had filled in with solid muscle, broadening his shape. Even after years of climbing, Walt was
ChangeFat. All I can see is fat. My butt, my thighs, my stomach. I raise my arms, desperately hoping that lifting them will lift the weight off with them. No such luck.
“Hurry up, Kathryn!” I hear Julie huff exasperatedly from the other side of the door. She’s getting bored now, tired of waiting for her big sister to emerge, stunningly beautiful in her prom dress.
You and me both, kid.
I begin to scramble out of the pink dress that makes me look like a balloon, stretched and shiny. Carefully placing it back on its hanger, I pull my leggings and oversized hoody back on. Glancing quickly in the mirror, afraid of the fat girl who looks back at me, I check that my hair is okay and my make-up hasn’t smudged. Unlocking the changing-room door, I mutter to Julie that the dress didn’t fit - a small lie, but better than telling her... what? That I look like a beached whale in anything that’s form-fitting? That my body is disgusting, covered in stretch marks and scar
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I'm 20, love reading, writing, photography, art, music, singing; and studied an Animal Management extended diploma at college.
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Current Residence: Kent, UK
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Personal Quote: "Awesomeness is the key to life"
Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumblebee doesn't know that, so it goes on flying anyway
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