Because you don't see the smile on mother's face when she sees my brother,
As soon as he walks in the room, she's all smily,
She's so happy with him,
But, it's never the same with me.
Because you don't see the smile on my father's face when he talks about my sister to his friends,
About how beautiful and talented and successfull she is,
He's so proud of her,
But it's never the same with me.
My mother doesn't smile the same way when she looks at me,
My father doesn't talk so proudly of me,
And to be honnest, I don't really blame them for it,
Because I'm such a failure compared to my siblings,
I'm hopeless, untalanted, worthless, fat and so ugly..
I'm such a dissapointed.
It must be such a pain to know something like me, let alone have me as a daughter.
But no matter how much I try, I'll never be as good
I just wish I was special or something, I'm just boring me.
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Short Stor!es
Non-FictionSome short stories, poems, whtever on my mind. Each chapter is a new story.