I woke up one day and I was super huge FAT!! I felt heavy and was not able to lift myself to use the loo. I managed to roll over onto my side only to find myself on the floor (I didn’t realise I fell off). That’s when my sister, Caroline, walked in and started yelling at me.
“What the hell, I told you to wait for me to help your fat ass!” she said. I was confused and ashamed because she was my younger sister and I remember that I was not skinny yet I was not obese.
I looked at my thighs and my arms and they were enormous, none of my clothes fit like they use to. All my clothes that did fit me looked like tents, this disgusted with myself. Caroline then helped me up, helped me to the toilet, dressed me and by then I was exhausted.
I was driven to the doctor, and she said “Dhonaye you are definitely morbidly obese and you are going to die”. I cried, I was about to throw up I woke up . . . turns out, I was dreaming.
I panicked, this was my big fat BIG dream and I promised myself to try everything in my power to not ever be that fat ever. That is why I have signed up to a fitness boot-camp in October. J
Fitness boot camp? A lil extreme? And hello I'm the fat one, this dream portrays me as a bitch. Haha it was funny though, kinda scary.
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