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Today I am writing an interactive story!
"You open your eyes. Today was the day. 'The cooking competition!' You yell out with excitement. You already had the recipe prepared, now you just had to make it and add the magic ingredients. Then drive down to Fatoland, five hours away. This was the capital city where your people, the Fats, lived.
Your time slot was at nine pm. You had twelve hours before leaving, for now it is four am.
You jump out of bed and race to the elevator, your footstep landing thump, thump, thump. You get down to the kitchen, and your mother is already there, dressed in her XXXXL dress.
'Get dressed, are you going to go in your pajamas? You know you need an extra size, we'll be eating a lot there!'
You tiredly walk back to the elevator, and go up. After you change and fine back you eat breakfast, er lunch? You start rating breakfast and it takes you so long it is already lunch time.
Now, at one, you prepare the recipe and add the Crutun. This ingredient would make the person who ate it feel a warm, tingling sensation. You had invented it, and you were proud. You had tried it, in doses of twelve milligrams, which is how much you added to the recipe. You clean up and head to the car, where your mom drives you to the contest.
When you get there, all the participants are lined up, waiting for the contest to start. When you are let in, you set up your booth. People walk around and try your food. It was astounding, everyone likes it, and now it was the judge's turn.
Every year, the thinnest person in your land is chosen to eat the food with the judges. The thinnest person this year weighed 1000lb.
When the judges tried it, they loved it, and appreciated the fact that I dladded a magical ingredient I invented. But the Thin, what we call the jinnest person, fainted. This had happened many times before.
But the person who's food had killed them, was sent to Fat Farm. Here they would gain lots of weight, to then be eaten by your peers, and if you made a new weight record within a week, you lived.
You were hand cuffed, and taken away. Soon you reached the Farm. There you were sat down with food in a room, isolated. There you would sit all day, and when you were out of food you rang a bell and more was brought up. At the end of the day, you were weighed.
You ate, and ate. You didn't stop until you ran out, and when you were about to ring the bell, a man came in. 'Stand up. Let me see.' After being weight he led you to a room, wire you would wait.
After five long minutes of waiting, a woman came in. She was of average build, but she could gain some weight, he was about to comment so, when she started speaking, 'It seems you have made a new record in a day. You have survived.'
She drove you back home, and your mother was overjoyed, you wouldn't die today."
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