It all started on a dreadfully hot day in my little town. Sweat pouring down my chubby little cheeks, when all of the sudden a delightful jingle played from down the street. 'Twas the ice cream truck it was! I jumped to my feet in high hopes of something sweet to eat! I saw the ice cream truck man leaning out his window, grinning devlishly much to my woe. He slammed on the gas pedal and away went he, screaming "Run fatty run, you'll never catch me!". Although my heart was torn and my dreams ran dry, not once did I act upon the urge to cry. I looked down the road, holding my energy at bay, and then exploded into a run, a run to melt the pounds away.

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