Posted Mon Jul 6, 2015 | 176 Words | Tagged story

Oh the stars were lovely out here. I loved camping out here on my own. People say you shouldn’t, but it was peaceful and beautiful. Although people said a lot about me anyway, not being liked by anyone really sucked. Overweight, alone and all really did take it’s toll after a while.

A shooting star glimmered in the night sky. I noticed this one as it was incredibly bright. It got incredibly bright. I couldn’t see anything but white light.

I felt as though I was floating on nothing. I felt myself breathe. I felt with every breath parts of me leaving. I felt the fat pool out and leave my body. But with every breath I also felt strength enter my body. I felt my muscles grow.

I felt my face grow stronger and more masculine. I felt hairs grow out proud and strong. I felt my mind fill with confidence.

I started to see light, and waking up outside my tent on the ground I felt reborn. Time to make use of this miracle.