Chapter 101: 101
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Sunday, January 08, 2017
05:15am "Lisa standing there, it's time to melt all that bad fat."
In this big farm, but isolated. In this desperate little house and apprt to the Morris Plains campaign in New Jersey, which is reminiscent of (The Last House on the Left), I am in hell. Prisoner to a family close to the Firefly family of (The devil's rejects) and their pack leader Evelyn the Colossus who runs this place as a general directs his soldiers. My painful right leg comes out of bed and I lean on my right arm so that my left follows her, "Guuuuuu". A vaguely human Lisa whose arched back and arms hang exits of what serves as a bedroom and then enters the next room. She opens as every morning, the shower whose water can only be at average temperature and she goes under "guuuuu". The cold water on her skin immediately makes her stiff but she endures. Yes, she endures the harshness of this place and the wickedness of these people since already years. 3 and a half days? Ok, but here the time is running so slowly that her faded skin and her wrinkles seem to prove the opposite.
Tooth wash ... Everything is done in the shower because there is no sink. When finished, I put on a light blue T-shirt (Rico's Construction), one of two pink shorts that Eleanor had the good taste to buy me at the local supermarket and I headed to the kitchen. Shower, dressing and breakfast, I must absolutely be ready before 06:30am or Evelyne will pick me up and carry me as I am.
05h50am When I enter the kitchen, as always I see the disciple of evil, Madam Firefly who smiles widely showing me her teeth yellowed. I want to flee this devil's lair, but I know it's impossible for me. They took my courage, my strength, my soul but they mostly captured my smartphone.
"Kyaa, I want to go back to my house. Kyya. I want to see my little car and my smartphone again, Kyaaaaaaa."
Madam Firefly approaches me and bows her head still showing me her rotten teeth. "Here is a capricious little girl who does not want to make any effort to become a woman of character. Eat little girl and then train yourself or you'll become fat like a sow and you'll end up in one of my bowls."
Today on the menu, 5 little things that look like mini turnips, coffee with 1 sugar, 1 small slice of white bread with cherry jam, 1 raw egg, 1 kiwi, 1 orange, 4 nuts and ... 'is all?
"Madam Firefly, I am going to starve before 11:30am with just that. Have you forgotten anything?"
Be careful, yellow teeth approaching. Initialization of the defensive mode. Left eye closed and hand in front of the mouth to avoid making fun. "No, everything is correct. Madam Evelyne insisted that since you had angered yesterday, you were punished and this is your punishment."
I understand, it's still that ugly woman. "I'm fed up, I'm not your prisoner, ugly woman and go to the dentist because looking at you makes me want to throw up. Kyya."
06:25 am Breakfast finished. I enter a small stable or a building of the kind to join the leader of these degenerates. Eleanor this traitor went back to New York. To replace her, my mastiffs took over but they excite me a little less than my agent. I start to smile as I imagine Eleanor's beautiful body in my arms but my dream is interrupted by an unpleasant bark.
"Finally here the fat girl? Are you ready to move all that bad fat? No answer, so I take that for a yes. You start as in the last few days with relaxation exercises. The carpets are ready, go ahead."
It's gone for 30 minutes of stretches and Flexibility Activities that will be followed by what I hate the most. A running of 12 Miles that totally depletes me. Then stretching, balancing exercises and this afternoon workout until 5:30 pm. But it would be too simple if the day ends well. After dinner, a running of 8 miles is waiting for me to digest and allow me to have a good night.
08h05am, Running for 12 miles on the paths full of bumps and holes that surround this farm of misfortune. I sweat so densely that I think I have lost 50 liters of water still today. It is not a fitness or a training to which I am subjected but to a military camp. Now I should eat my favorite dishes in secret and practice a little sport every day to not suffer this torture otherwise I am convinced that my relatives will betray me. "I'm sick of it, I want my bed, my fridge, my car and my smartphone." Running is hard, it makes me sweat and then I feel bad. I hate it, just as I hate being forced to obey someone. I lived all my life except my trip in Paris by doing what I wanted, without being accountable to anyone and it is not now that it will change. I'm fed up this time. I stop running and I look Evelyne who is near me on a kind of small motorbike.
"I'm fed up. Be you return my smartphone and take me back to New York where I leave your brand. Do not smile, I do not care, it's not like I'm going to stay long without work because on the fashion market, I am very much solicited. Do not look at me like that, I'm not a monster."
Evelyne seems very surprised. Although in recent days I have had a lot of anger, I have not threatened him directly. "Lisa, you're not serious, are you? You understand that what you are doing is called a hostage and that it is bad. You can not decide your life on a whim."
I laugh when I hear that. "As if I had something to do with your good morals. I hate moralists almost as much as sport. Who is the one who forced the other to come here? Me? No you. I did not want to come here but you did not give me the choice. Hostage or not, I have nothing to do and for information, I am very serious. It's me that the fashion designers wants and I impose my conditions if I like it. I am no longer the little Lisa you can do what you want because it's a beginner. Now you must listen to me and here my request. Bring me back to New York immediately."
Evelyne takes off her helmet and throws it to me with force. "Lisa, I knew you before fashion week in Paris but since you changed a lot and not positively, it's a shame."
Do you believe that I do not know who I am and how I behave? I have always been very lucid with my potential and my shortcomings. I want everything I can have and you just have to say yes without adding anything to make me happy, otherwise I will leave. Before I was deprived of everything but today it's different and I want to enjoy life without depriving myself. More importantly, I chose the business of model to live free with Emie then you will not put me in a cage. "Possible and then, will you try to change my mind? You're going to beg me to finish my running. Forget it, I'm very stubborn. I want to go home, nothing more. I do not see what's foolish about it. Enough talk, I want to go home now."
Happy Christmas to all
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Sunday, January 08, 2017
05:15am "Lisa standing there, it's time to melt all that bad fat."
In this big farm, but isolated. In this desperate little house and apprt to the Morris Plains campaign in New Jersey, which is reminiscent of (The Last House on the Left), I am in hell. Prisoner to a family close to the Firefly family of (The devil's rejects) and their pack leader Evelyn the Colossus who runs this place as a general directs his soldiers. My painful right leg comes out of bed and I lean on my right arm so that my left follows her, "Guuuuuu". A vaguely human Lisa whose arched back and arms hang exits of what serves as a bedroom and then enters the next room. She opens as every morning, the shower whose water can only be at average temperature and she goes under "guuuuu". The cold water on her skin immediately makes her stiff but she endures. Yes, she endures the harshness of this place and the wickedness of these people since already years. 3 and a half days? Ok, but here the time is running so slowly that her faded skin and her wrinkles seem to prove the opposite.
Tooth wash ... Everything is done in the shower because there is no sink. When finished, I put on a light blue T-shirt (Rico's Construction), one of two pink shorts that Eleanor had the good taste to buy me at the local supermarket and I headed to the kitchen. Shower, dressing and breakfast, I must absolutely be ready before 06:30am or Evelyne will pick me up and carry me as I am.
05h50am When I enter the kitchen, as always I see the disciple of evil, Madam Firefly who smiles widely showing me her teeth yellowed. I want to flee this devil's lair, but I know it's impossible for me. They took my courage, my strength, my soul but they mostly captured my smartphone.
"Kyaa, I want to go back to my house. Kyya. I want to see my little car and my smartphone again, Kyaaaaaaa."
Madam Firefly approaches me and bows her head still showing me her rotten teeth. "Here is a capricious little girl who does not want to make any effort to become a woman of character. Eat little girl and then train yourself or you'll become fat like a sow and you'll end up in one of my bowls."
Today on the menu, 5 little things that look like mini turnips, coffee with 1 sugar, 1 small slice of white bread with cherry jam, 1 raw egg, 1 kiwi, 1 orange, 4 nuts and ... 'is all?
"Madam Firefly, I am going to starve before 11:30am with just that. Have you forgotten anything?"
Be careful, yellow teeth approaching. Initialization of the defensive mode. Left eye closed and hand in front of the mouth to avoid making fun. "No, everything is correct. Madam Evelyne insisted that since you had angered yesterday, you were punished and this is your punishment."
I understand, it's still that ugly woman. "I'm fed up, I'm not your prisoner, ugly woman and go to the dentist because looking at you makes me want to throw up. Kyya."
06:25 am Breakfast finished. I enter a small stable or a building of the kind to join the leader of these degenerates. Eleanor this traitor went back to New York. To replace her, my mastiffs took over but they excite me a little less than my agent. I start to smile as I imagine Eleanor's beautiful body in my arms but my dream is interrupted by an unpleasant bark.
"Finally here the fat girl? Are you ready to move all that bad fat? No answer, so I take that for a yes. You start as in the last few days with relaxation exercises. The carpets are ready, go ahead."
It's gone for 30 minutes of stretches and Flexibility Activities that will be followed by what I hate the most. A running of 12 Miles that totally depletes me. Then stretching, balancing exercises and this afternoon workout until 5:30 pm. But it would be too simple if the day ends well. After dinner, a running of 8 miles is waiting for me to digest and allow me to have a good night.
08h05am, Running for 12 miles on the paths full of bumps and holes that surround this farm of misfortune. I sweat so densely that I think I have lost 50 liters of water still today. It is not a fitness or a training to which I am subjected but to a military camp. Now I should eat my favorite dishes in secret and practice a little sport every day to not suffer this torture otherwise I am convinced that my relatives will betray me. "I'm sick of it, I want my bed, my fridge, my car and my smartphone." Running is hard, it makes me sweat and then I feel bad. I hate it, just as I hate being forced to obey someone. I lived all my life except my trip in Paris by doing what I wanted, without being accountable to anyone and it is not now that it will change. I'm fed up this time. I stop running and I look Evelyne who is near me on a kind of small motorbike.
"I'm fed up. Be you return my smartphone and take me back to New York where I leave your brand. Do not smile, I do not care, it's not like I'm going to stay long without work because on the fashion market, I am very much solicited. Do not look at me like that, I'm not a monster."
Evelyne seems very surprised. Although in recent days I have had a lot of anger, I have not threatened him directly. "Lisa, you're not serious, are you? You understand that what you are doing is called a hostage and that it is bad. You can not decide your life on a whim."
I laugh when I hear that. "As if I had something to do with your good morals. I hate moralists almost as much as sport. Who is the one who forced the other to come here? Me? No you. I did not want to come here but you did not give me the choice. Hostage or not, I have nothing to do and for information, I am very serious. It's me that the fashion designers wants and I impose my conditions if I like it. I am no longer the little Lisa you can do what you want because it's a beginner. Now you must listen to me and here my request. Bring me back to New York immediately."
Evelyne takes off her helmet and throws it to me with force. "Lisa, I knew you before fashion week in Paris but since you changed a lot and not positively, it's a shame."
Do you believe that I do not know who I am and how I behave? I have always been very lucid with my potential and my shortcomings. I want everything I can have and you just have to say yes without adding anything to make me happy, otherwise I will leave. Before I was deprived of everything but today it's different and I want to enjoy life without depriving myself. More importantly, I chose the business of model to live free with Emie then you will not put me in a cage. "Possible and then, will you try to change my mind? You're going to beg me to finish my running. Forget it, I'm very stubborn. I want to go home, nothing more. I do not see what's foolish about it. Enough talk, I want to go home now."
Happy Christmas to all
Sunday, January 08, 201705:15am "Lisa standing there, it's time to melt all that bad fat."In this big farm, but isolated. In this desperate little house and apprt to the Morris Plains campaign in New Jersey, which is reminiscent of The Last House on the Left, I am in hell. Prisoner to a family close to the Firefly family of The devil's rejects and their pack leader Evelyn the Colossus who runs this place as a general directs his soldiers. My painful right leg comes out of bed and I lean on my right arm so that my left follows her, "Guuuuuu". A vaguely human Lisa whose arched back and arms hang exits of what serves as a bedroom and then enters the next room. She opens as every morning, the shower whose water can only be at average temperature and she goes under "guuuuu". The cold water on her skin immediately makes her stiff but she endures. Yes, she endures the harshness of this place and the wickedness of these people since already years. 3 and a half days? Ok, but here the time is running so slowly that her faded skin and her wrinkles seem to prove the opposite.Tooth wash ... Everything is done in the shower because there is no sink. When finished, I put on a light blue T-shirt Rico's Construction, one of two pink shorts that Eleanor had the good taste to buy me at the local supermarket and I headed to the kitchen. Shower, dressing and breakfast, I must absolutely be ready before 06:30am or Evelyne will pick me up and carry me as I am.05h50am When I enter the kitchen, as always I see the disciple of evil, Madam Firefly who smiles widely showing me her teeth yellowed. I want to flee this devil's lair, but I know it's impossible for me. They took my courage, my strength, my soul but they mostly captured my smartphone."Kyaa, I want to go back to my house. Kyya. I want to see my little car and my smartphone again, Kyaaaaaaa."Madam Firefly approaches me and bows her head still showing me her rotten teeth. "Here is a capricious little girl who does not want to make any effort to become a woman of character. Eat little girl and then train yourself or you'll become fat like a sow and you'll end up in one of my bowls."Today on the menu, 5 little things that look like mini turnips, coffee with 1 sugar, 1 small slice of white bread with cherry jam, 1 raw egg, 1 kiwi, 1 orange, 4 nuts and ... 'is all?"Madam Firefly, I am going to starve before 11:30am with just that. Have you forgotten anything?"Be careful, yellow teeth approaching. Initialization of the defensive mode. Left eye closed and hand in front of the mouth to avoid making fun. "No, everything is correct. Madam Evelyne insisted that since you had angered yesterday, you were punished and this is your punishment."I understand, it's still that ugly woman. "I'm fed up, I'm not your prisoner, ugly woman and go to the dentist because looking at you makes me want to throw up. Kyya."06:25 am Breakfast finished. I enter a small stable or a building of the kind to join the leader of these degenerates. Eleanor this traitor went back to New York. To replace her, my mastiffs took over but they excite me a little less than my agent. I start to smile as I imagine Eleanor's beautiful body in my arms but my dream is interrupted by an unpleasant bark."Finally here the fat girl? Are you ready to move all that bad fat? No answer, so I take that for a yes. You start as in the last few days with relaxation exercises. The carpets are ready, go ahead."It's gone for 30 minutes of stretches and Flexibility Activities that will be followed by what I hate the most. A running of 12 Miles that totally depletes me. Then stretching, balancing exercises and this afternoon workout until 5:30 pm. But it would be too simple if the day ends well. After dinner, a running of 8 miles is waiting for me to digest and allow me to have a good night.08h05am, Running for 12 miles on the paths full of bumps and holes that surround this farm of misfortune. I sweat so densely that I think I have lost 50 liters of water still today. It is not a fitness or a training to which I am subjected but to a military camp. Now I should eat my favorite dishes in secret and practice a little sport every day to not suffer this torture otherwise I am convinced that my relatives will betray me. "I'm sick of it, I want my bed, my fridge, my car and my smartphone." Running is hard, it makes me sweat and then I feel bad. I hate it, just as I hate being forced to obey someone. I lived all my life except my trip in Paris by doing what I wanted, without being accountable to anyone and it is not now that it will change. I'm fed up this time. I stop running and I look Evelyne who is near me on a kind of small motorbike."I'm fed up. Be you return my smartphone and take me back to New York where I leave your brand. Do not smile, I do not care, it's not like I'm going to stay long without work because on the fashion market, I am very much solicited. Do not look at me like that, I'm not a monster."Evelyne seems very surprised. Although in recent days I have had a lot of anger, I have not threatened him directly. "Lisa, you're not serious, are you? You understand that what you are doing is called a hostage and that it is bad. You can not decide your life on a whim."I laugh when I hear that. "As if I had something to do with your good morals. I hate moralists almost as much as sport. Who is the one who forced the other to come here? Me? No you. I did not want to come here but you did not give me the choice. Hostage or not, I have nothing to do and for information, I am very serious. It's me that the fashion designers wants and I impose my conditions if I like it. I am no longer the little Lisa you can do what you want because it's a beginner. Now you must listen to me and here my request. Bring me back to New York immediately."Evelyne takes off her helmet and throws it to me with force. "Lisa, I knew you before fashion week in Paris but since you changed a lot and not positively, it's a shame."Do you believe that I do not know who I am and how I behave? I have always been very lucid with my potential and my shortcomings. I want everything I can have and you just have to say yes without adding anything to make me happy, otherwise I will leave. Before I was deprived of everything but today it's different and I want to enjoy life without depriving myself. More importantly, I chose the business of model to live free with Emie then you will not put me in a cage. "Possible and then, will you try to change my mind? You're going to beg me to finish my running. Forget it, I'm very stubborn. I want to go home, nothing more. I do not see what's foolish about it. Enough talk, I want to go home now."Happy Christmas to all
