Before you start reading I just want you to know that this is a short story and there's probably only going to be one or two more parts!It's hideous.
That's the only think I can think when I look in the mirror.
Hideous,hideous,hideous.
How is it possible to be this ugly?
Why was I cursed with this face.
One thing for sure though, is that I'll never show anyone this monstrosity.
I wear a paper bag on top of my head to hide the beast that lays on the front upper side of my body.
"Stop nodding off in class!" My best friend Hannah replies to me. "
Just because you wear a bag on top of your head, doesn't mean we can't tell when you aren't paying attention."
She joked. And I laughed because it was funny. Most things aren't to me.
Even though no one knows what I look like, I still have friends because I am nice and caring. Why would looks matter when that's all that should matter in a friendship?
"Why don't you ever show your face?" Hannah asked me. If only she had knew what goes on behind the mask on my face.
"I just choose not to. Nowadays, you see people dating people or assaulting people because of there looks and I don't want that to ever happen to me. Therefore; I keep a paper back on my head to make sure that even the slightest possibility of that happening is gone."
It's the answer I always replied with. It's the only one that makes sense.
"That's actually really smart! I get harassed all the time while walking down the street. Maybe I should try it one day." Hannah smiles at me showing he dimples and making her ocean eyes look more blue than ever.
If only she knew...
After ten minutes, the last bell rang and I went home, binge watched Netflix,and went to sleep.
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I was in chemistry class which was right before lunch and I was starving!!!
I eat alone in the janitors closet so I can eat in peace with my paper bag off my face.
After I finish eating my food I head back to the cafeteria with my friend Hannah.
We talk about boys,bands,whatever you could think of to pass the period.
After lunch I go to trigonometry where my other friend Xoië was sitting by me.
We got partnered up for a project but we pretty goofed off the whole time.
I actually laughed so hard my paper bag fell almost off.
Then I didn't talk for the rest of the period.
"It's not that serious Kailani! Get over yourself, if the bag falls off then it falls off. It's not that serious."
That's when a tear fell, but she'll never know.
After that class I had three more classes and then school was over.
Once again I went home,binge watched Netflix, and fell asleep.
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I woke up early today but I could tell something was different.
Something was off. I couldn't tell what it was but what I could tell is that today wasn't gonna be a good day.
Therefore; I dreadfully walked to school after getting ready just wanting to get the day over with.
I went through my first 5 classes before it was lunch time.
I ate my lunch in the janitors closet and walked toward the lunch room.
However when I got there, Hannah and Xoië were sitting right by each other which was odd, they never really talked to each other.
I cautiously walked toward the table and sat down.
"There you are" Hannah practically screamed grabbing the attention of the whole lunch room.
That's when it finally occurred to me, curiosity got the best of them.
I tried to get up and run away but Xoië held me down.
"We're finally gonna see what's under this paper bag!"
And it that moment I never felt so bare and so vulnerable.
The only security that I have ever had was tipped away from me in seconds.
My barrier is gone.
The whole lunchroom was in shock just staring at my face.
What were they expecting?
"You- you're disgusting!" Hannah exclaimed!
"It's a monster." Xoië said!
The whole lunchroom broke out in chaos.That when I notice that Hannah was reaching into the bottom zipper of her purse, and I know she only keep one thing in there... her pocket knife.
I broke free of Xoie's grasp and ran for my life, I couldn't go home though, they know where I live.
I ran the opposite way of the school and I didn't know where I was going. I've never been to this part of town before.
Yet I could tell they knew exactly where they were chasing me. Soon I started to realize it too.
There was a cliff about 100 feet away. It was then where I had to choose my fate. I had control over how I died.
It was either jump off the cliff and make it look like a suicide and no one goes to jail, or let my backstabbing best friends kill me for being a monster?
I knew what I was going to choose.
Before today, it never mattered what I looked like. I had friends because I was nice and caring. And even now, as I stare death in the face, I will continue to be nice and caring. So I looked at Hannah and looked back at the cliff and jumped. The only thought in my head was who's the monster now?
Then, everything went black.
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Paper Bag
PoetryA girl, who was born with an ugly face, wears a paper bag on top of her head. #2 on May 16th