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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