I Still Know What I Did Last Summer

A story (entirely fiction, not based on any of my real life events or anyone i know) I wrote a couple of years ago... Just thought I would put it up as I'm trying to write an entry every day! So here it is... Leave ur comments as usual! The pic I thought made a little sense so I just added it in... hehehe...
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I still know what I did last summer, I swear I do. I know what happened. It wasn’t me, I am innocent. I was just an innocent bystander. I promise I didn’t do anything else. Alright, who am I kidding? I did do it; I ate one of those delicious cream filled donuts with rich chocolate sauce on top. I just had one though. Well one per day, that is.

Why should I be worried? Everyone else had two or more. But everyone else is also thinner than me. On the other hand, it wasn’t my fault that I had one; 2my fiendish friends tempted me into having one. It’s all their fault. If I was left alone I wouldn’t have even gone near that Donut shop. I have to admit that it was a temptation island. 1Each time I looked at it from across the road it would pull me towards it.

1I escaped from its tight clutch until my friends took me to 2the Garden of Eden full of a wonderful and enchanting spread filled with wonderful aromas and flavours. The mere sight of it spurred up perennial saliva in my mouth. It was simply brilliant. Did I forget to mention that they were really cheap? They cost ten cents each.

But still it’s no use trying to make myself think that I could get away with what I did without making myself feel bad. After all I put on a whole kilo. I looked so fat. 3I looked as plump as a tomato. How could I ever forget that summer? I must admit it was good while it lasted though. Although when I looked in the mirror, I really regretted what I did. 1Every time I looked into the mirror it would seem as if it hollered out rude remarks about my form.

Ever since last summer, I went on a diet. All I ate was a carrot and a cucumber and then I used to make myself throw it up. I lost a lot of weight but I was never happy with the way I looked. 3I always thought that I was really overweight and looked like a blooming monkey. I would always wear really loose clothes so that no one could see how fat I was. I have to tell you, I really hated it.

All this lasted until this summer. I started getting really sick I was always having dizzy spells. My mum also started noticing how thin I had become and she asked me what was happening to me. I didn’t tell her the truth. She took me to the doctor and had me examined. He examined me and gave the harsh verdict that I was ‘Anorexic’!

My mum was so worried. She asked me what I had been doing. I told her that I had done nothing. But of course as all mums do she somehow finally convinced me to tell her. She was really furious. 3But it didn’t last long as she couldn’t bear to see me as thin as a mantle stick, with all the intravenous tubes entangled upon my body like the tentacles of an octopus. She just burst into tears beside my bed. Now this is when I felt really guilty.

I made my mum cry. The one that has taken care of me all my life. The one who has cared for me and loved me at all times especially when I needed it. The part that I really feel guilty about is that she is not even crying for any selfish reasons but only because she thinks that she hasn’t brought me up properly. How could I do this to her? My heart bleeds when I see her cry. I can’t stand it, especially since it’s me that made her cry. 2In life’s rollercoaster ride I felt I was heading towards a steep descent.

This is what made me change my mind. I decided to change my ways. I decided to eat properly and I decided to keep fit. I realised that my ‘diet’ wouldn’t do me any good. Another promise that I have made to myself is to try satisfy my mum in any way possible. From now on I will be a changed person I will try everything and do my best. I will eat anything I want to, but I will keep fit.

Most of all I have decided to spend more time with my mum. Go shopping with her or just even stay home and have a nice friendly chat. I realised my life’s priorities and topping the list is making sure my mum is happy. That is after I get out of the hospital. This summer is sure going to be a different one.


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