That's a Fox I found! In a zoo thingy! In 🏴
"Who is that?"
"Her eyes are pink. Is that usual?"
"It's obviously contacts for attention."
"Let's not talk to her. She looks freaky."
I looked around. The comments made were usual. I didn't mind by now. It's not like I could change peoples opinions on me. Do they even matter?
Some people are too upset about themselves to bother about others flaws. That is me. I'm too disgusted by myself that I can't even bother about being rude about other people.
. There's the few people who like my eyes, which is nice. But rare. I've even made a YouTube channel with many subscribers. I like to draw on it.
If they knew what I look like, they'd be gone straight away. I usually made more pencil/pen drawings, than online ones made by cool programs.
I like drawing with emotion. Something I never really show. I sell my money for rent for my mother. She doesn't really like my pink/purple eyes, she always told me for how she longed for a normal child with friends.
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My first day of school. This is gonna suck. Very badly. I already could tell. Who'd like the one girl with purple eyes and pink hair? (In the picture it's blonde, Ik. Shut your butt.)
Yeah, it was natural. I was born that way. Hey, it's the fantasy world, it's not going to be realistic, genius. I'm not breaking the fourth wall, right?
This school luckily didn't have a uniform so I could wear what I want. I knew I'd be slagged for it.
The kid with the black oversized hoodie with black shorts, with black everything. Including long black stockings and boots.
To some people, that's a cute look. To me it was. But not everyone is like me. I'm unusual. Which to some people, is a good thing. It isn't to me.
Why not be like the rest if you're gonna be bullied for it? I pulled the black hoodie over my face, trying to cover my ugly eyes.
Let's go.
I prayed no one would even look in my direction. But luck isn't really on my side, is it?
My worst fear happened...
