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Topic: Eek! (02/25/10)
TITLE: Aberration of Her Lens
By Holly Hoell
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Samantha, its great to see you again I said. I lied. I didn't want to see her like this.
She said; “Do you like my glasses? I just bought them.”
Again, I lied. “They’re nice”.
It wasn't so much that the glasses were too big in size; on any typical person they might have been very stylish. However, on her taught pale face, the slim black frames jutted out on both sides, similar to when a small child puts on her fathers eye glasses. For some reason, her eyes looked like they were magnified through the glasses. They looked big and bulgy, just like those fake glasses you can get at a costume shop. The kind that has huge fake eyes that appear to be real.
We looked through the store eyeing the clothing and holding things up to see if they would fit. Samantha had a hard time finding clothes that were small enough to fit her. She told me that sometimes, she has to look in the children’s department to find things that fit. We finally picked out all our clothes and made our way to the dressing rooms.
The dressing rooms did not have doors on them, so I tried to find one that was a little secluded. I was trying on various outfits in order to find something that looked nice. It couldn’t make me look fat or that was an immediate disqualification! As I was sizing up a shirt that I had just tried on, I heard Samantha calling me; “Holly, where are you?” “Over here”, I said as I stuck my hand out of the opening.
Samantha came over to my booth; she had on a puffy black dress. It was silky with gathers throughout the entire dress. I told her it looked good. This was despite the fact that she looked like she had been imprisoned without food for a long period of time. Now, she was adorned in this pretty party dress, which can in no way make up for her starved appearance. There wasn’t anyone I could even be upset with; this was her way of life.
We went back to trying on our clothes and she came over once again and asked; “How does this look?” I couldn't believe my eyes! I thought I had been strong and had seen the worse. This was a black silky form fitting dress that clung to her body. I felt sick to my stomach as I surveyed the bones protruding from the thin layer of flesh covering her body. I was thinking to myself, this woman belongs in a hospital not in a store. I said; “I don't like it Samantha, it makes you look too skinny.” I should have known better than to tell her that it made her look skinny. “I like it!” She exclaimed. “I'm getting it!”
Everything I tried on seemed tight. I think this is due to the company that made the clothing. It’s a well known fact that some manufacturers make their clothes at least a size smaller than others. These clothes were probably from a foreign country, like with European sizes, where you have to buy them a size or two larger. I was able to find a nice shirt that fit me, so at least it wasn’t a total loss.
After we said our goodbyes and I drove away, I lifted up prayers for Samantha. I wondered how her husband can look at her and think that she is really ok. I wondered what her children felt and how her state of health would affect them. Her condition is the perfect example of how satan comes to kill, steal and destroy. All women since Eve have conditions called shame and pride, but my friend Samantha’s mode of being is twisted and magnified into a curse that is manifested in a reality for all to clearly see, everyone that is, except her.
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