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Weight
In my family size is shown by the meat on your bones. A scale shows what we don’t want to see. A scale tells the truth but we don’t want to believe it. My dad is like a gorilla, looks fat but in the end is ripped. My mom is like a teddy bear, looks bigger but turns out loving. My brother is like a horse, looks huge but can run and won’t stop. I am like a fish, normal and just like a fish, can’t stop moving and need to keep going to survive. Size is a difference between cats and dogs. It shows the difference in everyone with no one being the same. Size is almost as awful as wealth. None of it should matter. But it does because people who are different with judge other people. In my family size doesn’t matter to each other, we don’t judge.
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