The well hidden secret may be coming out...
Today I was in class and I... I made a puppy dog expression. Not so bad... people in college usually give you a little space. But not this time, this time I was in front of Meghna, one of those darling sweet natured girls who always want to secretly hug you.
That's when it happened... she reached out... fingers outstretched...
Coming closer by the second...
And she pulled my cheeks!!!
A flood of memories came tumbling into my dainty head. Oh, the outrage!
I was very short when I was younger. With a perfectly round face. It was the kind of irresistible face that made you make embarrassing "Awwwwww...." noises in your head. And the face was on a tiny body making it even cuter. For years I was shorter than everyone, it seemed my body had taken gravity lessons way too seriously in class. I have a photograph of me with a girl two years younger and a head taller than me. And she was of average height.
I had huge eyes too, the kind that if you saw on a normal sized human would make you run away in fear and give you Mila Kunis nightmares. And a nose that people had to stop themselves from pinching.
So they pinched my cheeks instead.
The average human goes through about 3 years of cheek pinching on a regular basis, and then if their grandparents live far away, annual or biannual pinches from them for a couple more years.
My cheeks were pulled by everyone including 6th graders till I was 15. Thats when I put on 12 inches, became 5'6" and developed cheekbones.
But for 15 years my cheeks had been worked with like they were made of dough. Kneaded till they became soft as sponge. Not too stretchy but still delightful to others because they knew I had long become immune to the pain.
Today as her fingers touched my face, I saw her eyes go from surprised to joyous. And she shrieked!
I know now at the end of the day that she is addicted, and as others see my cheeks being pulled and my face being shook so hard that if I were wearing specs they would've fallen off, they get a gleam in their eye that says... I'm going to do that next
Today I was in class and I... I made a puppy dog expression. Not so bad... people in college usually give you a little space. But not this time, this time I was in front of Meghna, one of those darling sweet natured girls who always want to secretly hug you.
That's when it happened... she reached out... fingers outstretched...
Coming closer by the second...
And she pulled my cheeks!!!
A flood of memories came tumbling into my dainty head. Oh, the outrage!
I was very short when I was younger. With a perfectly round face. It was the kind of irresistible face that made you make embarrassing "Awwwwww...." noises in your head. And the face was on a tiny body making it even cuter. For years I was shorter than everyone, it seemed my body had taken gravity lessons way too seriously in class. I have a photograph of me with a girl two years younger and a head taller than me. And she was of average height.
I had huge eyes too, the kind that if you saw on a normal sized human would make you run away in fear and give you Mila Kunis nightmares. And a nose that people had to stop themselves from pinching.
So they pinched my cheeks instead.
The average human goes through about 3 years of cheek pinching on a regular basis, and then if their grandparents live far away, annual or biannual pinches from them for a couple more years.
My cheeks were pulled by everyone including 6th graders till I was 15. Thats when I put on 12 inches, became 5'6" and developed cheekbones.
But for 15 years my cheeks had been worked with like they were made of dough. Kneaded till they became soft as sponge. Not too stretchy but still delightful to others because they knew I had long become immune to the pain.
Today as her fingers touched my face, I saw her eyes go from surprised to joyous. And she shrieked!
I know now at the end of the day that she is addicted, and as others see my cheeks being pulled and my face being shook so hard that if I were wearing specs they would've fallen off, they get a gleam in their eye that says... I'm going to do that next
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