I look into the mirror and I see this girl with sad eyes, glossed over with tears. I blink. Once. Twice. Then I looked again and I see me, my reflection. I see my body. The one I neglect...The one I hate. I know that thats me, and I can't change that but...I just do. I hurriedly put on my sweatshirt and sat down on my bed. I hear all these names in my head like "fatty, ugly, you'll never be enough, no one will love you." But the worst of all is 'help me' I know that voice from somewhere...
I walk to my mirror to see this girl smiling sadly at me. But what I notice is the blood. I move closer and gasp. All the words I said about myself were carved into her skin. Yet she still smiled...Why?
I heard a light buzz of my phone and snapped out of my trance.
I walked over to see someone had liked my photo. Liar,I thought. I heard this muffled scream and ran back to the mirror, too see the girl on the ground, back facing me, the word liar carved in. She caught me staring and gasped, then over the tears and the blood...she smiled. I looked at my smile. Crooked. I looked at her but there was this, this thing carving it into her skin. Her screams were inaudible. Her tears flowing. After he was done, she looked at me. She waved miserably. I looked closer at her. I noticed her hazel eyes, and her curly brown hair. And I realized...that the girl in pain was me. I felt my tears run down my cheek as my hand grazed the glass. "You are beautiful" I yelled through the tears. "You-You matter" I slid down the glass, but I noticed this faint glow, I looked up in amazement. All the words, the things I thought about myself, all the cuts...they were disappearing. "Your size does not define you, I love your smile, your hair is beautiful. You matter." I whispered the last line. She lifted up, wobbled, stood, and waved, but you know what hit me? She smiled. And I could see my reflection again. 'You are beautiful' I whispered. And I believed it...
