Hana was running late as usual. It wasn't hard to see why - the poor girl had to lug around both her heavy backpack AND a belly that had at least 10 big babies inside her, all struggling for space. The huge girl eventually waddled into class, her uniform fitting tightly against her, hair matted to her forehead and her bare feet as sore and as red as the front of her belly from walking so far.
"Sorry I'm late!" she panted, shuffling herself to her seat.
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.08 seconds at 6:59am on Dec 23, 2024 via server WEBX1.