The Story Sugar

One of the narrators of the story is Libby Strout who is a round, dynamic protagonist. Libby changes tremendously from beginning to end. She learns to love her body no matter what. Even though the girls around her are "prettier and thinner" Libby chooses to not compare herself. All of her struggles just keep adding up, but she decides to fight. Dealing with her mother's death was one of the hardest things she had to overcome. She was afraid and she hid from everyone. After being stuck in her house, Libby knew she needed to get better. She lost a lot of weight and felt ready to go back to high school. Everyone laughed and pointed at her, but Libby held her head

First, it was tiny, innocuous ants. Hard, black beads, that bit and fumbled. Next, were the leadened flies. Fat, sedate creatures, barely kept aloft, as they swayed to-and-fro from their gluttonous, foul feasts. Soon, their buzzing grew louder, more alarming. No longer the lazy fly, but the overzealous bee, spinning on fountains, never ending streams of sticky sweet syrup. Each pestilence beyond that, grew ever larger, more insidious, until they darkened her very sight.

Everyone greets her in the hallways, wishing to be her friend. Each morning she looks in the mirror searching for something she'll never find. Her eyes are sinking deep into her face and her smile no matter how hard she tries is always forced. Her mother hands her some uplifting pamphlets that tell her things get better and she's not alone. The colorful charts and pictures display signs and treatments for teens living with depression. She slides her hand over the glossy paper and slowly shreds it with her hands. Her friend of fifteen years watches her breaking from the

A few months ago I watched an interesting documentary on sugar and the world’s health crisis called that sugar film. It is about an Australian man who consumed a diet of no processed sugars as his usual diet and then ate a diet that contained the average person’s amount of sugar for two months to watch the transformation of his body; however the crazy part was that he ate all foods that one may normally consider healthy but still contain the hidden sugars like low fat yogurts, juices, and granola bars. By the end of the experiment the man had all sorts of ailments like pre-diabetes and fatty liver disease which really surprised me since the foods were considered healthy. This lead me to reassess my personal diet as well as my family’s before

Well you had better sense than I did. I was up until midnight after getting home from work and leaving right back out to take Bryce to Trick a Treat for the first time.

Unless you are an avid viewer of the Food Network or delve very deeply into the world of cake decorating and sugar work, the name Kerry Vincent might not ring a bell. However, I spent my sick days as a small child watching ‘The Food Network Challenge’ and immediately admiring the painfully harsh comments that originated from Kerry Vincent. When given the task of interviewing a person I find to be successful, it didn’t take long before my thoughts turned toward her. Besides being a judge on ‘The Food Network Challenge’, she holds the title of Master Sugar Artist, founded the Oklahoma Sugar Art Show, and assisted in introducing fondant and gum paste to the United States. I was ecstatic to receive an email back inquiring about when the interview would take place.

She lay awake at night listening to the cries in the next room. The cries of a girl who never felt good enough. One night she stepped out of bed, and walked towards the cries. She saw two people sitting on a bed, one crying on the other’s shoulder. “Momma what do I do?”, the girl’s cries turned to sobs and she struggled to get the words out. This was the first time she had seen the girl cry even though she heard them every night. People had criticized the girl to the point where she couldn’t handle it and broke down. My heart ached for the girl. The people were criticizing her because in their minds she was “just too skinny for normal.”

“It smells so good! I really want to eat some, can I have a taste, please?” My sister asked with big eyes.

I was just a girl and she was just a horse, but together we were one and that's where our story began. It was in the summer ( June) of 2015 and little did I know my life would change forever. My name is Cassie Sugar. I have to say I was a country girl at heart. My family and I owned a horse ranch with over 40 horses, but I had a

I sit exhausted as I stir my morning coffee. I guess watching pointless amounts of late night infomercials didn’t really do anything for my health. I spilled some grains of sugar on the table and stuck one of the little specks to my finger. I sat for a second, but then I realized how insignificant one single grain of sugar really is. One grain of sugar couldn’t do anything at all to my coffee, and as a matter of fact if this particular grain did not exist it wouldn't really matter.

He nodded and muttered "Your naked, sugar pie", I nodded in response. "Why don't you get some clothes from the back. I saw him check out my ass in the rearview mirror as I crawled over the seats. But I didn't care, I liked the non-rapey attention he was giving me. I pulled out 8 Balenciaga lambskin totes from under the seat. From them I picked out a chocolate pair of white Yeezy boost 950s, a pair of Falke socks, Versace jeans, a white Chanel t-shirt (which i covered with a Balmain sport coat), and I topped it off with a burberry scarf. I sat back in the sit and he told me I looked trashy. I said "Fuck you give me a joint" So, he did and I sat there smoking it. Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck across the sky and ran began to pour

Lord Sugar sets out a task for the apprentices, now fifteen remaining. Getting a call to go to poet Samuel Johnson’s house, they meet with sugar were he tells them to go to the London pet show together to gather products which they sell them on for a profit. However due to the female apprentices not having done as well on the previous two tasks, Sugar mixes the teams up. The apprentices view products ranging from hi-vis chicken jackets, big animal face t- shirts, animal perfume, poop bags, dog sofas, rabbit mansions etc. before deciding on two products to invest in for the show. One team decides on luxury dog beds, animal t-shirts and balloons whilst the others decide on cat towers, heat pads and cat circuits. The luxury dog beds badly miss

A mother takes her 6-year-old son Charlie to the supermarket. They walk up and down the colorful aisles filled with enticing treats. Meanwhile, Charlie’s young, bright blue eyes are moving quickly as he examines the world of color that is the snack aisle. The food labels are brightly colored and are all too intriguing to pass up. Her son reaches for the fruit snacks. The mother sees them and looks at the box. She notices that these little treats are in the shape of common types fruit such as strawberries and bananas. Out of love, she puts the snack into her cart to please her little Charlie and continues to roll her cart full of treats down the aisle. When they get home, the child eagerly munches on the

Sugar and Spice neighed, lifted themselves into the air slowly. Looking down at Kotori, Eido smiled, waving down to her. Isaac waved at Kotori as she waved at them both, watching the Pegasi fly off in the distance.

November 15th, a regular old day, but it was also my birthday. I prod up and checked my phone for a couple of minutes, which legitimately means three hours of my time. I brushed my teeth and did all the regular duds humans usually do in the morning and yes, that also consists of me trying on five or more outfits and questioning if I actually look presentable. I speculated to myself that I was going to have a great day, but it ended up going more down hill than Jack from the story Jack and Jill.