I look into the mirror, I feel the stretch marks as I rub my hips. I suck my stomach in, but there is no way to hide my fat. I start to tear up with shame of my body. I look down to hide my tears from falling, even though no one is there to see. As I look down I see the scars of my last cuts. I see the dark skin of my last bruises. I see the sensitive blue and brown skin of my bruises. I look back up into the mirror. I see my disgusting self looking back at me. I just want to shatter the mirror. I start to yell at the disgusting creature in the mirror, asking why it has to be so ugly and fat. I start to hit and throw things at the creature. I fall into a deep cry, I just want it to end.. I don't want to wake up and see this ugly creature in the mirror. No one even likes me. But at least they don't have to look in the mirror every day and cry with full shame.
