It hurts

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Days passed by again and there's no days that he would not tell me that I'm ugly, It became his habit... to make me feel so low.

I had to lead the prayer.. in the schools morning assembly.

I wasn't scared of the stage but... I was because I don't memorize it...

I made mistakes and instead of it being a prayer I started reciting the schools pledge which was embarrassing, my eyes landed on him. He was smiling while talking to someone... her.

I ended the prayer even though it wasn't finished yet.

If only I could just stab my own heart without me hurting then that's the first thing I'll do when I wake up the next morning.

For Him || Author MicaellaWhere stories live. Discover now