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i figure since i haven't updated in about 2 weeks that ill finally do it
maddy inspired me to write a story. in her lj it said to comment w/ anything and i started writing this as a comment but it got waaay too long so i thought i'd just make it an entry. enjoy..
*names have been changed
there once was a young generic teen named nanalan. but despite nanalan's unusual name she was quite the adorable child. she spend many nights contemplating a modeling career. everyone she came in contact with instantly fell in love with her making her extremely popular and conceited. however, when one tragic day nanlan began her long, arduous journey home from the bus stop she couldn't help but notice someone close behind her. nanalan, being the hot piece of ass she was, had many stalkers and was familiar with this typical situation. however, quickening her pace was to no avail and soon her follower was on her heels. annoyed, she turned around and was spalshed in the face with a hot liquid substance. a burning sensation came across her face. yes. it was acid. nanalan was left terribly deformed. she swore she would reveal this mysterious person in black and would not rest until she got her revenge. her life was ruined; now that she was ugly, she sank into a deep state of depression which could only be recified by her love for twinkies, which grew more and more each day. a heafty 500 pound walrus is what became of the once graceful teen. fat, ugly, unpopular, and pale because of her hermit-like ways, nanalan often contemplated suicide. her mother, terribly worried, rolled her out of the house, strapped her to the roof of the car and took her to the mall. fortunately, while nanalan was browing the plus sized section, she spotted a familiar face. yes, it was the same woman who threw the acid on her. nanalan stood there gaping amid the giant bras. unable to chase her down, she picked up a conveniently placed gun next to the meter-sized lingerie; aimed, and fired. eventually, she reached the woman (with many stops to dunkin donuts on the way) and ripped off the young lady's burlap cape in one swift motion. wheezing and sweating profusly from all this physical labor, the woman's identity was revealed to the world....the perp...mandy smithe. but of course! nanalan recognized this poor excuse for a human. tormented and prodded at in grade school, mandy had always been the victim of bullying by nanalan. it all made sense now. jealous and hurt, mandy threw acid on her in hopes of ruining her aspirations of being a model. filled with remorse, possibly due to the adrenelin rush or maybe from her reeking pit stains, nanalan grabbed mandy's mangled, lifeless body and hugged her unceasingly; so hard that mandy soon was enveloped in nanalan's corpulence...never to be seen again. to this day no one knows exactly what happened to mandy; the truth slowly eats away at nanalan's conscience. it is said that she lives in solitude, trapped in her room for all eternity. no one is allowed to see her because if you're in her presence, her extreme fatness acts as a sort of vacuum and sucks you into her; but of course...no one believes in urban legends....do you?
THE END
maddy inspired me to write a story. in her lj it said to comment w/ anything and i started writing this as a comment but it got waaay too long so i thought i'd just make it an entry. enjoy..
*names have been changed
there once was a young generic teen named nanalan. but despite nanalan's unusual name she was quite the adorable child. she spend many nights contemplating a modeling career. everyone she came in contact with instantly fell in love with her making her extremely popular and conceited. however, when one tragic day nanlan began her long, arduous journey home from the bus stop she couldn't help but notice someone close behind her. nanalan, being the hot piece of ass she was, had many stalkers and was familiar with this typical situation. however, quickening her pace was to no avail and soon her follower was on her heels. annoyed, she turned around and was spalshed in the face with a hot liquid substance. a burning sensation came across her face. yes. it was acid. nanalan was left terribly deformed. she swore she would reveal this mysterious person in black and would not rest until she got her revenge. her life was ruined; now that she was ugly, she sank into a deep state of depression which could only be recified by her love for twinkies, which grew more and more each day. a heafty 500 pound walrus is what became of the once graceful teen. fat, ugly, unpopular, and pale because of her hermit-like ways, nanalan often contemplated suicide. her mother, terribly worried, rolled her out of the house, strapped her to the roof of the car and took her to the mall. fortunately, while nanalan was browing the plus sized section, she spotted a familiar face. yes, it was the same woman who threw the acid on her. nanalan stood there gaping amid the giant bras. unable to chase her down, she picked up a conveniently placed gun next to the meter-sized lingerie; aimed, and fired. eventually, she reached the woman (with many stops to dunkin donuts on the way) and ripped off the young lady's burlap cape in one swift motion. wheezing and sweating profusly from all this physical labor, the woman's identity was revealed to the world....the perp...mandy smithe. but of course! nanalan recognized this poor excuse for a human. tormented and prodded at in grade school, mandy had always been the victim of bullying by nanalan. it all made sense now. jealous and hurt, mandy threw acid on her in hopes of ruining her aspirations of being a model. filled with remorse, possibly due to the adrenelin rush or maybe from her reeking pit stains, nanalan grabbed mandy's mangled, lifeless body and hugged her unceasingly; so hard that mandy soon was enveloped in nanalan's corpulence...never to be seen again. to this day no one knows exactly what happened to mandy; the truth slowly eats away at nanalan's conscience. it is said that she lives in solitude, trapped in her room for all eternity. no one is allowed to see her because if you're in her presence, her extreme fatness acts as a sort of vacuum and sucks you into her; but of course...no one believes in urban legends....do you?
THE END