*Ales pov*
I woke up just to see my parents fighting again and like always. I checked on my scars and then checked on my body then me. I looked in the mirror thinking to myself "Why am I so different from the other girls why can't I be pretty and be loved why do I see and feel the same shit everyday? Why me? Why?" I want to be someone in this world but I'm useless. Deep in my eyes you will see my demons and loneliness haunting me the demons are winning a fight again. I try hard to be myself but I just cant. I fake my life my smile my face. I feel like I'm always wearing a mask on me. I always sound fine when I'm really not fine. I'm not worth it.
I walk outside to get some fresh air. I try to clear my mind and start thinking about a paradise. I was not perfect at all. I can't stop those demons I can't beat them. I crashed into someone and fell back.
"God I am so very sorry are you okay?"
"Yeah I am so fine now go away! Your going to act all fake pretend you care when you don't!"
"Hey calm down I was just asking if your okay? You look in pain. My name is Chris cerulli but people call me Chris motionless"
"My name is Ales. Sorry for acting mean"
"It's fine. Why are you all alone?'
"Get some fresh air how about you"
"Same say want to walk together?"
I smiled and nodded he smiled back wiping a tear of me. I am so lucky I am wearing long sleeves so he won't see my scars.
