Broken Crayons Still Colour

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TW: TALKS ABOUT INSECURITIES AND ED SO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT, DON'T READ THIS BOOK

"ALLISSA BREAKFAST IS READY" Allissa's mum shouted from the Kitchen. Great. This meant she had to get up, get ready and go to school. Allissa hated school. she would much rather be anywhere else than be sitting in a classroom for 6 hours while she hardly learns anything and while people tease her. One of the main bully's being Courtney Hadwich. Everyone loved her. I mean, who wouldn't? She was pretty, smart and everything a boy wanted. Almost every boy in the year has liked her. She had highlighted blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Yes, she was everything a girl wanted. But not what Allissa wanted. She just wanted to fit in. Allissa hardly had any friends. Maybe one or two friends that were actually close to her ; Millie Collie and Rachel Brown. They were also known as the 'misfits' of Allissa's school: Hollywood High school. Allissa lived in Holly Wood so all she saw were all these beautiful models while all Allissa had was brown hair that couldn't be put up because of frizzed up the second a brush touched her hair, it would look like there was a bird nest living in there. So, she brushed it lightly with a comb and straightened it. Millie and Rachel were what Allissa called 'too pretty' Millie had silky ginger hair while Rachel had pink short hair. They both had blue eyes while Allissa had brown. She wanted to look like them so bad but knew she could never pull it off.

Allissa's POV:

"ALLISSA DID YOU HEAR ME?" My mum shouted from the kitchen.

"Yeah Mum, Coming" I shouted back and got up sorrowfully and brushed my teeth. I looked up and the mirror and wow. I looked so weird and ugly. I held back tears while I walked downstairs and saw my mum made pancakes. I didn't want to eat them but I did. I'd throw it up anyways so it didn't matter. I finished eating and went upstairs to get ready for the day. I chose to wear a black hoodie and black sweats with black converse. I don't want to stand out. I went and combed through my hair and straightened it and went and threw up. It was like a natural thing for me now. I was used to it. I eat, throw up, brush my teeth, drink water, repeat. Normal lifestyle for me. I did t know there was anything wrong with me I just thought it would get me skinny so they would stop picking on me. I hated myself because of them. I wish they would all just go away. Especially Courtney. She never shuts up. She's such a show off. I put my bag on and went out the door to get the bus.
Ready for another day of mocking, teasing and laughing.