I want to declare that ever since the third grade, I sheena, have been jealous of my best friend and neighbor, Eleanor. She was always better than me in spelling and math.
Time passed and I began to notice Eleanor's big chest compared to mine. In eighth grade I think she was a 36 D while I remained a 34 A. I felt like I was a little girl and she was a woman.
She had straight long black shiny hair that fit her complexion. My hair was too dark for my pale complexion. It did not help that I had a perm.
I also noticed that she had a line of boys always calling her. I was always the friend who helped the boys hook up with Eleanor. I guess you could say I was the wing woman.
When Eleanor was 35 she married the man of my dreams, Mark Joseph David. He was tall and had a beer belly himself after a few years. He was still by far handsome. He had a beard and a nice face.
When Eleanor and I both turned 44, Eleanor really aged fast through the years. She also gained a lot of weight.
I on the other hand, compared to Eleanor, looked younger with age. No matter how much I ate I stayed skinny.
One day I decided to go to the mall. Out of nowhere a Persian woman came up to me and said I can help you. I can see the future and I can make potions that can help you in your life.
At first I was skeptical if she really had special powers that could help me. I was still unhappy with my hair and chest and I thought to myself what do I have to lose.
When I walked into the friendly witch's home I passed through a doorway with beads. She welcomed me and said her name was Bianca and told me to have a seat.
She asked, "what can I help you with dear?" I told her that I want to become beautiful and sleep with my best friends husband.