"But I'm fat". I said looking down at my bulging waist. "And I'm short," she grabbed me and hugged me. "Don't ever call you self fat or ulgy".she said looking up at me."look mija, your not fat your not ugly, your beautiful. I tried covering my face with her shoulder. No one has ever called me beautiful.
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I walked into my room. I dropped my bag and locked the door."beautiful" I mumbled. No one, I thought. Not even my mother.It pained me. I broke me.I buried my head in my pillow. I let the tears flood. I let them run, until my eyes began to hurt. I sobbed. Am I even beautiful? I let the pain take over me. I looked in the mirror. The red eyes seemed to taunt me. My tear streaked face was dull. Am i? Am I even beautiful? I turned away sobbing.
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De TodoHEY guys this is my first time!!!☺ these are just some poems/short stories I've been making and writing ,but never actually posting them.Hope you like it
