Imperfect

   She really wanted to wear those jeans. Her mom had bought them for her. Her mom. Her mom had bought them for her. For her. She really wanted to fit into those jeans, but they were too big.

She started eating more. Lots and lots. She wanted-no, she needed to fit into them. They were bright red and skinny. But they were still too big. She ate even more.

She tried them with a belt on. No. They looked too baggy still.

Every night she stood in her bathroom, wearing The jeans. They were The jeans. Her mom had bought them for her. Her mom. For her.

Eat. Eat.

Her friends at school started to notice after a few weeks. Her friends. Her friends noticed her. Her.

"Hey, have you gained weight?"

She laughed it off. Not really. They laughed at her, she just died a little more inside.

They made fat jokes at her. She went running with her friends. She laughed along. Not really. They laughed at her, she just died even more inside.

She had to fit into them. The jeans. Her mom had bought them for her. Her mom. For her. But she had to please her friends. She didn't like the 'jokes'. Their laughs weren't funny.

She looked in the mirror every night.
Fat.
Then she put them on. The jeans.
Still too big.

She wanted to hit her reflection. Shatter the glass. She couldn't do this.

She stepped on the scale.
Fat.
Twig.
Whale.
Stick.

She hit herself. She cut herself. She wanted to slice her stomach off... But no. She didn't.

She wore plastic smiles. She gave fake laughs to the fat jokes and found herself starving. Should she eat it or not?

The jeans. She had to wear them. She wanted to wear them without being laughed at. She wanted to wear them and be with her mother. She wanted to.

So she put them on and fastened the belt. She put on a shirt that went well with it. She got a sticky note and wrote 'bury me in this'. Then she got a chair and some rope.

She kicked the chair before kicking the bucket.

Her dad didn't find her until he for the call from the school that she wasn't there.

Her friends said it was because she was fat. Her dad said it was because of her mom's death. Because of her mom's death right before her birthday.

Her mom's death. Her mom's death in a car accident coming home from shopping for a present. A birthday present for her daughter. A present of a pair of bright red jeans. Her daughter's favorite color.
It was because of them. The jeans.

Her friends said it was because she was fat.

She was a size 2 and she had to fit a size 8.
Her mom had gotten the wrong size, but she really wanted to wear those jeans. Her mom had bought them for her. Her mom. Her mom had bought them for her. For her. She really wanted to fit into those jeans, but they were too big.

You can never please anybody.

Reviews

[Silent Wolf]

Alright, very sad. But also very repetitive, though the repetitive addtoemphasize everything. great job!

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you for reading. (:

[Silent Wolf]

Welxie! Keep going!

[Death Girl]

This is so sad. I am really about to cry. I like it but it is just the saddest thing ever.

[InsanityWriter]

Thanks so much for reading. I truly appreciate you doing so. :)

[CreativeStroke]

This was such a sad story, but I loved how you wrote it. You provided great detail and this was personally my favorite out of the three stories you have posted in this book. Well done! :)

[InsanityWriter]

Thanks! It's good to know people's feedback on my stuff, especially if they like it. ;) Thanks again. (:

[Jack...]

Wow, very sad but very cool. I didn't see that coming. Nice job.

[InsanityWriter]

Thanks, again, for reading my work. ^_^ I am very happy you like it. (:

[Alice Locke]

This is sad... I like how you wrote it, like it was intentionally vague so you let the reader imagine more for themself. I always like it when writers do that, it kind of makes me feel like it's my story, like it was written for the reader. And it has a good moral. This is really really really good.

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you for reading. :) I'm glad you liked it. ^_^

[}Echo{]

This is very upsetting.. It shows you how fucked up society is and how desperate people are to be able to fit in. Very nice write. Shows a lot of emotion.

[InsanityWriter]

Thanks. (:

[}Echo{]

:)

[Eliott]

Wow, this is really depressing... :/ it was still well written though. I could tell how upset the girl was, how desperate she was to fit the jeans.

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you for reading. :) It just goes to show how messed up society is.