I talk about how much fatter I want to be. I stuff my face with a burger, large fry, nuggets, soda, and peanut butter cups. I show off my chubby belly most of the time that I eat. I struggle to stand as I am so big now, and waddle off to the bedroom to lay down. I can feel my belly still growing. I feel like I am going to explode! I am going to pop! Oh no, I'm going to burst!