Eating Healthy - A Photostory

Hi everyone!!

Long time no see. A little while ago I got an idea for a photostory, then yesterday- I ACTUALLY TOOK THE PICTURES FOR IT!

Yay motivation!!

So, let's get started! :D

 

Emerson sat at the table, a thoughtful look on her face. She wrote down a list of accomplishments she was determined to accomplish then stared at the last one.

Get fit.

Em jumped up from her chair.

"I am GOING to get fit! And start now!" she cried. She grinned, feeling good about her lack of procrastination.

"Emmy!" Saige burst into the room, wrapped in a temptingly soft blanket. "I just took the best nap of my life. You need to try this blanket. It. Is. Heaven."
Emerson eyed the blanket. "No. I-I..."

She plopped to the ground. "I am going to work out instead!"

Saige stared blankly.

Emerson's abs burned as she attempted to pull herself up.

"UGGH!!!!"'

 

"Um, um..." She panted for breath. "I think I'll actually just, um, stretch. Yeah."

Reaching for her feet, Emerson felt something in her back pull. She grimaced and stood up.

"You know, I think I'll just eat well today," she said, looking at Saige.

Saige blinked. "Um...okayyyy." She slowly backed away, blanket dragging behind her.

As the day progressed, Emerson's stomach growled. She scoured the kitchen for something healthy. She found a carrot.

Grimacing, she bit the carrot.

Her taste buds rejected it, and her face bunched up.

"ACK!" Everything inside her fought to not spit it out, and she finally managed to swallow it.

The taste still stuck in her mouth, Emerson scowled at the carrot, but not before Cecile bounced up to her. With a grin as large as it could be, Cecile shouted, "Jess just brought home DONUTS!!! And there are donut holes, your favorite, Em!!!"

Emerson stared. "I AM TRYING TO EAT HEALTHY! I CAN'T HAVE DONUTS!"

"Oh..." Cecile whispered, eyes wide. She laughed nervously. "Never mind then..." She turned on her heel and ran out.

Grumbling, Emerson chewed on her carrot.

Four more excruciating hours passed, and Emerson felt like she was nearly ready to explode. Her mind only repeated the phrase, I need sugar. I need sugar.

Molly walked in on Emerson's desperate state, hiding something behind her back.

Emerson propped herself up, and Molly began to speak.

"You wanna see something, Em?"

"Sure," she replied. At least this would be something to do and keep her mind off of the lack of sugar in her system.

Molly brought out a tub of sugar from behind her back. Emerson's mouth watered.

"WATCH ME GUZZLE THIS!!"

"Um-" Emerson began, but was cut off when Molly unscrewed the cap on the sugar container. She brought it to her lips. Emerson watched as she swallowed nearly half the tub of sugar.

Molly dropped the container.

"Are you okay?" Emerson asked. Molly's eye twitched.

"I HEAR COLORS!!!!" She yelled.

A moment later, Molly's face twisted in pain, and she doubled over. "I'm gonna throw up."

She raced out of the room, face green.

"Wow," Emerson said.

Once the Molly issue died down, Emerson went back to being desperate and sad. Then finally, finally, a salad later, the day was over and she had successfully eaten well. Her mind spun with the fact that she still had a long way to go.

Eden walked into the room, a smile on her face.

"Congratulations on eating healthy all day, Em!" she said.

"Thanks!" Emerson replied.

Eden brought something out from behind her.

"To celebrate, I made home-made ice cream!"

Emerson fell to the ground.
"AAAAGHHHHH!!!!"

 

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Thank you for reading! I hope you liked the post! I have been in similar situations like Emerson when I am trying to eat healthy and it is soooo hard. Thankfully, I don't have a ton of sisters being all crazy. ;D

-Emma-

What dessert could you not live without?

 



The Fort of Mystery - A Photostory

Hi everyone!

I made this photostory a little bit ago, but never got around to typing it up. In exchange for the next part of "Masquerade" to be posted, I told Jaclynn I would post this photostory.;) So, here it is. It's in the POV of Molly.:)

I walked into the living room, humming a song that was stuck in my head. Today was the first day of summer vacation, and I planned to live it up. Starting by eating all of the ice cream in the freezer. 

I twirled around and gasped. A huge fort stood in front of me with a red blanket over it. 

Jess walked in from grocery shopping and her face turned pale. Her mouth agape, she continued to stare at it, unmoving. 

Finally coming out of her shock, she shook her head, threw her hands up, and stormed out of the house.

"I'm out of here!" she shouted, and I heard the car's ignition firing up. I felt badly for her, I remembered that she had just cleaned up the living room. 

I turned back to the fort and pushed aside my sympathy. This thing was so cool. I had to get inside. 

I reached out my hand, ready to throw back the red blanket and see who was in it. My fingers almost touched the fluffy fabric when I heard an ear-shattering scream. 

"DON'T TOUCH IT!" Adam threw himself on top of the fort and I reeled away, scared out of my mind. I gasped for breath, and I gazed into his wild, blue eyes. 

"Adam!" Sloan popped into view as well, and I started to feel odd.

Why were my siblings popping up like this? I asked myself.

"SHE WAS GOING TO TOUCH THE PRECIOUS!" Adam screeched, and I held myself back from covering my ears.

"It seems that you made a fort," I said and hoped they would stop yelling. 

Rebuked, Adam stared out to the distance.

"Yep. It's Adam's though. He invited me in," Sloan told me. I nodded my head, my eyes wandering back to Adam. He was so weird.

"It's really cool inside," she added. 

"Can I come in?" I asked. 

Adam exploded.

"YOU ARE NOT WORTHY!" he snapped. Sloan sighed, shaking her head. 

I stepped up against the wall behind me. 

"You are not worthy! You are not worthy!" he chanted and threw his hands into the air. 

"How could she be worthy?" Sloan asked.

"BY COUNTING ALL OF THE HAIRS ON HER HEAD!" He slammed his hands onto the fort, and I jumped.

Sloan's glare made him whimper.

"Fine..." He trailed off, trying to find the perfect thing to say that would qualify me worthy.

"Hm...hm...hm..." Small, terrifying chuckles escaped from his lips and he smirked.

He was so weird.

"Eat a whole bowl of salad, then return," he declared. 

I gasped, reeling back.

"Not salad!" I whispered. 

"Adam has made his decision. Now go!" Sloan cried in a dramatic voice, giggling a little bit at herself. I slunk away. 

I prepared a salad and gagged. Salad was so nasty. It was the absolute WORST. Continuing to gag, I picked up one of the leaves. 

I held it up, grimacing.

"I must see what's in the Fort of Mystery," I murmured and mustered my courage. I stuffed the leaf into my mouth, and my face immediately turned green. The earthy taste stuck to my tongue. I fought back the urge to throw up.

I forced down the rest of the salad, each leaf wanting to bring up my previous meal. At last, I was done and stood up. 

I went to the living room but froze upon entering.

"WHAT?" I screamed. 

"What's going on?" I yelled and flailed my arms.

The fort was GONE. 

"Sorry, Molly. Jess came back and demanded we took all of this down. I told Adam to go tell you you didn't need to eat salad anymore," Sloan explained and glared at Adam. He shrugged, a small evil smile at the corner of his lips. 

Anger flashed through my eyes and I opened my mouth, about to scream at Adam, when a churning in my stomach started. I clutched my stomach and doubled over.

The salad wasn't over with.

Unable to yell at Adam, I ran to the bathroom, but I could still hear Adam's little chuckles. I would get him back later.

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I hope you liked the story! I might continue it and make Molly get back at Adam for her salad accident.XD Wouldn't that be fun?XD

-Emma-