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       24 years old, I was perfect. But that time, my boss (mitran) didn’t care about me. She chose a simple style. Only wore T-shirt and Jean in dark color. But lol...I still looked good. I could see other women jealous a lot because of that. My boss was hard. She forbade anyone to touch me. Ohhh...actually there was only one person...but it is  her secret...I cannot tell you...lol...

      3 years later, I completed my first mission. Then I gained 3 centimes. My boss was still proud of me. She did anything she liked. She was lazy and she never did any exercises. But I was still perfect. This time, she changed her style a little bit. Now, she wore dresses but still unobtrusive and dark (color). When she went out, she received some compliments from men ...lol...(not from women). She smiled  and was so happy. She allowed me to eat whatever I liked. But I could not...because I was full.

      3 years more passed by...and one more mission. I again gained some centimes...oh, actually this time the number was doubled...kekeke...my boss was very worried. She tried to do so many things in order to make me  reduce my size. But She and I didn’t succeed...she also tried to change her style with many colors and flowers on her clothes. Hhhh...nothing happened. I could not be perfect. I was ugly. She hated me.Whenever she saw me...she shouted : “I don’t need you. Go away...” OMG...I was so sad. I loved her so much and  helped her a lot. How could she behave me like that? I was crying ...but I could not go...

      Now, she is punishing me. I’m always hungry. She asks me to stop eating. What should I do? She doesn’t care about my health. Even during one week, she only allows me to eat fruits. Sometimes, when she goes to the restaurant. While everyone enjoys delicious foods. I feel so sorry for her and lol...me. We just stay there and look....she even doesn’t dare to touch foods. She told me: “you will become bigger if you touch those foods, So look and smell...That’s enough” Oh Gosh, my friends, answer me...Is it enough? .

      I know, It’s her trouble (and women trouble..lol..) . But it’s also mine. She fights with me day by day. She checks me every day. No, I should say...she checks me every hour in front of the mirror. Maybe she thinks...if she looks at me so many times then I will be disappearing...hahaha...no way...how can I go...she must stand  me until the end of her life.

      And hahaha...Guess...Who am I?

Lol...my friends, please don’t get mad at me...hahaha...It’s just my way of learning English.