stood up and looked at myself in the mirror.
I grasped my stomach with my forearm as a tear trickled down my face.
I looked at the pictures of 'skinny models' the surrounded my walls and started to wonder,
if maybe one day I will look 'beautiful' or some what attractive from a guys eye.
The thing is I don't like the way I look,no girl does.I get bullied alot because of how I look,
either 'eat some lettuce' or 'she's fat' is all I ever hear.
I do have friends,they tell me I'm beautiful.
I don't believe it.
There is this one girl, Saffron, she's my best friend.
Been best friends since we were 3, when we started dance together.
Yes we both dance, I don't look like a dancer, Nor will I ever be able to be like some dancers I see.
My name is Juliet Parker,
And I'm that girl with the fake smile.
YOU ARE READING
Fake Smiles.
FanfictionLove is always patient and kind, it is never jealous. Love is never boastful nor conceited, it is never rude or selfish, it does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delights in the truth; it is al...
