'I want to be pretty' I choke out. 'let me be pretty'
the tears are streaming down my face now, and I'm sobbing into his shirt. he strokes my hair and kisses my forehead.
'you already are, jess, you're beautiful' he whispers softly.
I pull away, wiping my face. 'no. don't do that' I say, standing up quickly.
he looks confused. 'what?'
'don't lie to me' I snap, turning away.
'wait!' he calls, but I ignore him.
I'm not pretty, I'm not. I hate when people do that. when they lie, and tell me 'oh you're so pretty' or 'oh your so lucky, I love you body,' it just makes me hate myself even more. they're just pitying me. it's just pity. and I hate it.
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Teen Fiction'I just want to be pretty' I choke out 'but you are already perfect' he whispers ------------------------ in which she starves herself to be pretty, and he tries with all of his self to show her that she is perfect ------------------------ may be tr...
