Chapter 1 - Scars Of The Past

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Some time in 2001

I felt a burning tear sliding down my red cheeks as I looked in the mirror. How could I be this ugly? I thought.
Why did I turn out to be born in a family that was hated.
I looked in the mirror trying to think of something positive about my body.

I'm not going to school tomorrow. It will be hell again. I'm terrified to the core: everyone keeps calling me a witch. This is because of my unnatural hair colour.

I was born with unmistakable white hair which isn't as fun. Everyone calls me a witch. The only people that actually like me for who I am are my best friends. One of my friends  dyed their hair green to show me its fine to be different. I really appreciated that.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 15, 2019 ⏰

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