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Giant


My size is a mystery to people but

at a young age I was always big

weighing thirty two pounds and

eight ounces at birth, then by the

age of twelve my height was eight

foot eleven, by the time I graduated

high school I was exactly thirteen foot

eleven inches. My appetite was massive

nearly eating six football fields worth of

food in a day and still being hungry, while

others my age eat lightly but what can I say

I am big and athletic, I could never play

any school sports because of my advantage

in height I couldn't use a computer because

of my massive fingers I couldn't even sit at the

table cause my body was huge, couldn't even

drive a car because I wouldn't fit. I was always

picked on because of my size I would have to

take baths in the river because my size didn't

fit in the normal tub, I may be a giant with a

big heart but all this torture I took made me an

outcast in school and made me angry at society

from judging me. So just to make myself safe I

made a castle for myself to live in and to drown

all my sorrows in until I die from this broken heart.

 

 

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