I woke up because I heard my door slam shut. I walked out in the hall and saw my sister Gert dirty laundry to clean. She said good morning. All I said was hi. Then I went to do something I absolutely hate..showering. I got undressed and looked in the mirror and started criticizing myself but mainly focusing on my boobs and vagina. I felt vulnerable. I turned on some music and started my shower. It felt nice getting clean. When I started washing my body I felt a presence in the room. I tried to ignore it by singing, but then I heard my voice. My voice is so high. I absolutely hate it.

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