Week 9: Chubby Charlie By Naglis

“You have to start exercising more, Charlie. It won’t be baby fat forever!” my mother yelped.

My lazy self didn’t want to but my conscience knew I had to. The next day after school, I meandered home lazily. I changed my clothes and made my way to the woods. As soon as I started jogging my morale shifted instantly. After the first lap I was exhausted. My armpits were drenched. It felt like a soggy, disposed teabag had been stuffed down my shirt.

” Just one more,” I whispered to myself quietly.

I could feel the sweat trickling down my puffy cheeks.

“Aaaargh!” I plummeted to the bottom of a hole. I spotted two men with an orange and a yellow pumpkin over their ┬áheads. The orange one spoke first. “You’d better have a great excuse for being here…”

2 thoughts on “Week 9: Chubby Charlie By Naglis”

  1. Wow, Naglis.
    I’m wondering what’s going on there?
    I love your simile – like a soggy, disposed teabag had been stuffed down my shirt.
    Keep up the great work.
    Mrs Boyce

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