My alarm came on, full on sound playing terrible things by mayday parade. I adjust my eyes to the beam of sunlight seeping into my room. Today is the day. I think in my mind. The day I have to face the fears I can't get over. I slide out from under my covers, and gain enough strength to stand up. I went downstairs to grab myself a bowl of cereal. You see I have no problem with eating, I have a problem with my face and my breast size.
By that I mean I honestly cannot stand the way I look. I have long, thick brunette hair, dark brown eyes, a tanned skin tone, and my height is 5'4, and my boobs are small as hell. Nothing really amazing about how I look. My mom is my inspiration though. She helps me through the times I'm going through in school. She knows what's happening, but we're not the wealthiest family.
After my dad left, she's pretty much been handling the bills and rent on her own. I help her by working half time at a small book store.
Once I finished my cereal, I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face. I never put make up on. I feel like a slut with even a pinch of makeup, at least that's what my bullies tell me. I walked to my room and got dressed. I wore: A black shirt with lace sleeves, skinny black jeans, and a pair of black combat boots. I decided to leave my hair out, just cause. I grabbed a sweater and before I left the house, I kissed my mom goodbye and prepared to face a bunch of demons.
I hope I didn't offend anyone with this so far.
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The Unnatural
ParanormaleCrosonia Malenzo, a 17 year old senior girl with normal highschool issues. Tests, homework, bullies. One day, Crosonia is unexpectedly murdered. She is later resurrected with enough supernatural abilities to dislevel the Earth. Will Crosonia forgive...
