this was an asignment for my english class that i wanted to post up. leave some love down the bottom :)
The bright Yellow M can be seen from a mile away. The red and yellow clown that sits on the bench outside. The sun shining off his white plastic face, the creepy red mouth smiling at you, Inviting you in. Looking inside you can see the different groups of people. The mid-day lunch rush. Standing near the doors you can see a family walking through. They look like they come here for lunch everyday. In other words, Fat. The teenage girl is wearing these shorts that showed everyone how her thighs jiggle with every step she takes. When I was her age, my parents would take me and my brothers to lunch every Saturday at McDonalds. I was that teenage girl that would sit under the mid-day sun and let my fat spread along the floor, eating a double quarter pounder burger. I feel sorry for that girl. She will be teased and laughed at just because she isn't afraid to eat. Soon she'll realise what a terrible mistake she made by eating something that would contribute to her weight gain, not realising what is waiting for her when she returns to school after the weekend. But I'll let her enjoy her food now. She deserves to enjoy the tastiness of the burgers that McDonalds makes. I walk through the automatic doors and past the yellow and red clown, leaving the place where I know no stuck up skinny girl would go to, and back to my home, where I'll eat a salad for my Saturday lunch.
every now and then I would venture through those doors and order a cheeseburger. But I don't eat it. Every time I look at it I see those skinny girls from high school laughing at me. Calling me Fatty.