Watching my little brother eat makes me feel really upset. His eating habits are really gross.
DAD: GIRRRRLS, WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR DINNER?
ME: I-UHH-NOOO, SOMETHING LIGHT, I DON'T REALLY CARE.
DAD: MACCA'S IT IS.
Then when we were eating, Adrian had quickly finished eating his happy meal. Then, he took the Big Mac and ate half of it. He would have eaten it all if it wasn't for me and Jess shouting at Dad to take it off him.
Every bite he took of it made me feel sad. I can't help but think that in a few more years he'll be severly obese and lugged around in a wheel barrow. He eats soo much x_x Definately more than me, and I don't eat little, let me tell you that.
It's digusting :( He'll get badly picked on at school, if he hasn't already. He is probably like, 30kg now.
And he is 5 years old. =_____________=" Not cool.
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