I walk the school yard alone while every ones calling my name. I hate my name. I hate my look. I hate everything about me. If I looked like Angie Mkhan would I be popular? I felt something hit my arm and it was a rock they threw rocks at me. I hate this. I walked to the bus stop and sat alone with my head phones and listened to Melanie Martinez. As the bus pulls up at my stop I walk out of the bus politely said thank you to the driver and went home. I told my mom about everything. She said ignore them and that she was busy so she'd talk about it properly later. I shrugged off and went into my room. I looked in the mirror. Am I really worth it? I ask my self over and over. Until I grab my razor and start cutting as I go to do the second one my phone goes off. I dropped the razor to the ground and went to go answer it. It was my best friend Issa. He was like the best friend ever. He's obsessed with llamas but let's be honest who isn't? After two hours of Skyping Issa I say good bye and it is literally 1.00am. I go to sleep and just think.
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My life with Joe Sugg
FanfictionMhairi is just a modern girl. She is what they call an " out cast ". Everyone disliked her. Simply because of the way she looks. She is afraid she may never fall in love. Until Joe Sugg comes along and changes that.
