Though people tell me I am beautiful and smart. I still feel worthless. People constantly tell me I shouldn't wear any makeup because I am beautiful without it, but, I am not beautiful. I am not pretty. I am not gorgeous. I am an insecure ugly, fat girl. People tell me I am otherwise but, just read my story then, think back to this moment I am writing.
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In the beginning of the year there was this boy Nick Valente. He was new to the school. He came to our school a day before our science class field trip. Our field trip was going to a museum about airplanes. Well, I really liked him. The day of the field trip, I found something incredible out. He liked me! At the museum we rode the rides, had lunch together and at the end of the day, exchanged phone numbers. Now, I still have feelings for him. But, he doesn't even look my way. Now, I know I am just some ugly fat loser to him. No one has made me feel this way before, I really like him. But, I can tell he doesn't like me. I mean... He doesn't even look at me anymore like he used to.
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MY JOURNAL
Non-Fictionthis journal is made all from your truly! I created this so that if people read this they can either relate to my life or maybe they can enjoy my lovely ( note sarcasm) life!
