A Self-Image Story
The name given for "you" in the story is Emma Peters. She is 14 years old. This story will be partially inspired by myself, my life, and my thoughts.
*WARNING* This story will contain some themes of depression, body-image, and sui...
"Emmaaaaaa cmon I told you we were going today. I promised you I'd take you, so I'm taking you!" Olive ignored my question.
"Where are we going?" I asked, still processing what's going on at god-knows-when in the morning.
"The mall, Emma, remember? I told you I was taking you, so we're going! I know you're still upset about what happened at school with Hannah so I'm gonna do my best to help. Now get out of bed, I'll be there in 10 to get us both ready."
"Oh jeez, i forgo-"
*click*
She hung up.
I get out of bed and head downstairs to meet my dad for breakfast.
"Good morning dad." I greet him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Morning kiddo. Olives mom called, she said she's picking you up to go to the mall today."
"I know, Olive will be here soon." I reply as i grab a few frozen waffles and place them in the toaster.
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"Heyyyyy!" Olive's voice rang through the house as she entered with her mom.
"She's upstairs, you can head up there. Hey Molly, you can sit down while you wait for the girls to get ready." said my dad.
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After getting ready, Olive, her mom, and I head to the mall. We listened to a lot of music on the way there, including some Billie Eilish, Grace Vanderwaal, Drake, Khalid, Imagine Dragons, and Post Malone.
"I CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW THE RAIN HAS GONEEEEE" Olive and I sang in unison with the windows down. Her mom just laughed to herself.
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We arrived at the mall and got out of the car.
"Okay, where to first?" Olive asked me as we walked inside.
"Ummmmmmm, how about... Rue 21?"
"YES let's goooooo" Olive said excitedly and led the way.
We walked into Rue 21 and I immediately saw clothes that i loved, clothes that i would look good in.
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I ended up buying maroon joggers and an army green tank top from Rue 21, a jean dress and a pink boyfriend shirt from Old Navy, a light blue jean skirt from Ross, and a light blue crop top, a lavender crop top, and a dark red crop top from Papaya.
As we headed back to my house, we continued listening to our playlist and jammed out in the car.
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"Thanks Mrs. Prince!" i yelled to Olive's mom as i got out of their car and walked to my front door. "Bye Olive!"
Olive waved to me as they drove away.
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"How was it?" Asked my dad.
"It was fun. I got a bunch of new clothes." I replied as I walked upstairs to my room with my bags.
I walked inside my room and did a little photoshoot in my mirror with my new clothes.
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I finally sat down on my bed, feeling satisfied with my look for once. I teared up. I never feel pretty, or feel like i look good, so this was new. I felt somewhat accomplished with the clothes i bought.
A/N Ewwww the ending suckedddd.
Btw this was kinda a face reveal because i used my own photo to represent Emma, since this story is partially about me (and i also couldn't find any good photos on google 😅).
I'm bored and need friends but, ya know, that's ok
