Life Is Not Always A Fairytale

~Chapter 4

"I'm tired" I yelled.

I'm currently standing on a cliff. I'm really tired of everything.

"Mum I want to join you. This world is cruel. Dad abandoned me! I was treated badly by other people. I am still treated badly by other people" I bring out a small pocket knife.

Ouch! Looks sharp.

Really? Are you really ready to die?

"I'm gonna slit my throat. What's my use on earth? I have no reason to live. Am just a girl with a stupid scar and I'm very ugly. I'm not sure I'll find peace on this earth either" I cried bitterly.

"I've been harassed twice and I'm tired of it. I work myself to death on an empty stomach and no one appreciates it. I still can't take care of myself with the money I earn. I'm suffering! Meanwhile I have a rich father. I don't have friends. Why? Because I don't look like a normal human being. Honestly I'm tired!" I screamed and fell on my knees.

I'm about to slit my throat into two (if I even had the mind) but stopped when I heard someone sobbing. I know I'm sobbing but I can hear another voice I swear. I hide my knife and follow the echo of the voice till I reached a tree.

Trees now cry?

Idiot! Go further

"Hello?" I said, to a small boy i see sitting there.

"Mummy?" He raised his head up but keeps a disappointed face when his eyes meets mine.

"Are you lost?" I asked

"Yes" he cried bitterly

Aww poor child.

"Calm down" I tried to touch him but stop. I don't think he has noticed how ugly I am. Children hate me. I start stepping back.

"Why are you going?" He cleaned his tears and stares at me weirdly.

"You are not s-s-scared of me?'' I asked, curiously.

"Why?"

"D-d-don't I look ugly?" Is this kid blind. Or is he a spirit?

Maybe it's all in my imagination.

"Not really? It's just a scar!" He smiled. "I'm Dave" he said and motions for me to come sit with him

"I'm Ana" I sat down but gave him space. He'll eventually hate me.

"I'm 7" he said. Am I suppose to tell him my age?

I mean, we won't see again after today right?

"Uh...how did you get lost?" I asked instead

"I don't know! I - I was with my mum and then she told me to wait for her and then I heard someone screaming so I ran into this place thinking it was my mum. I still didn't find the person who was screaming"

Duhh...you just did. Tada!!

"I - I - I am sorry to hear that" I stand up and then the knife falls out

"Are you a killer?" He trembles in fear.

"No!" I throw the knife away. "Let's go to my house. We'll find your mum later" He stands up and follows me which is very strange. Is he even a kid? Why isn't he running? He even looks at my face with no hint of fear in his eyes. Oh well, it's just for today.

And isn't it bad to follow a stranger? I mean, I could kidnap him. I also can't leave him here too. It's not safe.

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A change at least!
She has one friend 😚

But seriously
What's your say on girls with scars?

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April 7, 2023
©Dame Cherie