Having a facade on everyday was quite hard on not cracking to show your real emotions to your friends.
A young girl was laughing while talking to her friends, a fake smile shown on her lips as to make her friends believe that it was real.
"Hey.. How come you only wear long sleeves?" One of her friends ask.
"Oh it's nothing." She smile, a fake though. She didn't cut other anything, she just had bruises.. Bruises from her parents as shown as child abuse.
"You don't cut or anything right?" She narrowed her eyes at the long sleeves wearing female.
"No of course I wouldn't!" She exclaimed, hearing her friends laugh.
"Of course you wouldn't. You're too innocent and happy to do that, it's not like you have a facade on everyday." She shrugged and laughed at fact that she actually DOES have a facade everyday.
"Y-Yeah.. I don't. I don't wear a facade everyday!" She grinned at them so her friends didn't worry about her.
"Well. Let's get to class before our teacher gets pissed at us." They said and grabbed the girl's hand and ran to glass.
"Yeah.." She grinned and ran to class with her friends.
~*~Time Skip~*~
The bell to go home has finally rang, the young female rushed home as her parents were hopefully wasn't home so that she didn't get beat by them.
She entered her house, the lights were off. "Mother... Father..?" She called out cautiously, holding her sleeve and looked around, soon seeing her mother, she whimpered.
"So you came straight home? Good girl." The other female said, walking to her and pulled her hair. "Do you want a rewards from mommy?" She grinned sinisterly.
"Y-Yes..." She whimpered and looked up at her. The mother soon enough pulled out a whip and started whipping her, making her daughter cry out in pain as hot tears ran down her cheek.
Some time passed as the girl went up to her room, still crying a bit and locked her door. "If only someone actually saw that I have a facade.." She sniffles a bit and rubbed her watery eyes.
"Someone save me from this hell." Were the last words before she fell asleep, curling up in a ball.
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Short StoryI don't know what this is but I'm just really depressed and sad so... Yeah, I hope y'all like. I hope I didn't make any of y'all cry or whatever. But just enjoy I guess... And there will be some triggering. Like cutting, suicide, abuse etc.
