I stand accrosed the room,
all alone.
I catch a glimpse of my reflection,
and look quickly away.
A few minutes passed,
I decide to get undressed,
staying only with my underwear on,
and approach the mirror,
until I am just in front of it.
As I raise my sight,
I see my reflection,
and start to look at myself.
I am not that tall but too small either.
I consider myself an average girl.
I have a regular face shape,
with an average nose with a little bump on the top,
my eyes they are a bit big,
not the great either,
semi-almond shaped and brown colored.
My cheeks are average as well,
with small, barely noticable freckles,
my lips are average as well,
not thick and not thin either,
I have a nice smile, and my teeth have no longer metal braces,
they are looking nicer than before.
My ears are a bit small,
pretty normal too,
my hair almost covers my chest area,
all straighten when it's ironed,
It has a weird natural color,
it's brown, yet it has some reddish, and blondish natural highlights.
My chest area isn't that big,
yet it can fill a B cup.
I have long arms and legs,
my abdomen isn't even near to perfection,
I have some body fat
that doesn't look bad,
yet I am not really confident about it.
I have a bit of curves,
not really defined but it's something,
I guess.
My waist isn't that small,
so I would also say
it's pretty average too.
My hands are pretty average as well,
not that small,
not that big either,
just long fingers.
The legs are pretty well shaped,
they are long,
as I said before
and pretty nice,
(Only thing I'm confident about, other than my smile, I guess, although I am not that sure)
my thighs are a bit thick
and the rest of the are skinny,
but not in abnormal way,
in a good way.
I have a barely a butt,
it has a bit of a curve,
not much to look at honestly.
My feet ugh,
they are a bit bigger than most of the girls I know
and makes me feel embarrassed about it,
although they are not weirdly shaped
or anything,
the sizes is what kills me.
As I finish examining my body,
I take to look closer
and I notice my other flaws,
some are stretch marks around butt,
that and on the inside of my thighs,
that show how much weight I have lost.
I have a scar on my back
that I most of the time forget about
but as soon as I notice it I hate it.
My stomach area,
I'm not confident at all about it,
my feet are huge,
and I hate that they are so big,
they make me feel like a Bigfoot.
As I notice my teeth, I remember my old denture structure,
and how it used to look,
all weird,
how it just made want to hide it.
My hair,
I remember how it was before,
and well I'm insecure about it.
The way I had to keep it hidden
or tried to fix it by always styling it
in a braid or something,
but never down.
I am so average,
I go unnoticed,
and I don't stand out at all.
I am a bit hairy,
and I am constantly shaving
so I don't look like a polar bear,
as they used to call me,
when I was little.
I turn around and put on some baggy clothes,
and turn around so I won't face the mirror,
I don't want to see my reflection again.
I can't stop thinking about how ugly I look,
and the way other girls look way more better than me.
I already feel more insecure and down,
about my own body shape,
more than before;
so I just curl up in bed
and try to go to sleep,
so I can put my mind at easy
and rest from it all.
I just can't feel comfortable
and beautiful
as long as there's a mirror around,
somewhere,
anywhere...
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Fragments of the Broken
Teen FictionJournal of broken pieces, where broken hearts and broken people lie on. Where you'll find things that you might've felt at a time or seen before your eyes. A projection, an art expression of things we keep, things we see. We are all Wallflowers, and...
