7th grade.Ugh,so nice.Just kidding.It was just as bad.I always tried to be kind and nice and funny,but everyone would reject me and I was told I m weird and stuff.
At this time,anxiety kicked in.Anxiety thoughts,panic attacks,stuff.Ugh.
But,7th grade was a new beginning.I started saving money for make up.When I was in 6th grade,I started watching beauty videos.It was a passion of mine,something that I liked doing the most.So with the money I saved,I bought some cheap products.I started practicing and I would also wear it outside and at family meetings,where I was told to take that off,'cause it looks bad and stuff.I went home,I cryed,I removed it,and I put it on back.Touching the brushes and swiping the eyeshadow felt like heaven for me.It was my escape from the mean reality,where I could express myself the way I wanted.
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The Way I See The World
Randomthis book is written by me,a 14 years old girl who's been bullied and now she is sharing her life experiences via wattpad.Enjoy
