~Prologue~
Melanie's P.O.V
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The moon's reflection penetrated through the window, leaving my room softly lit. It was past midnight and the entire neighborhood was asleep. Everyone but me.
The only sound that could be heard was the tress, swaying back and forth reflecting the blustery temperature outside.
A cold breeze followed the clattering noise of the trees through the open window. Using my legs as a shield, I raised them up to my chest wrapping my arms around them and leaning against the window.
I felt my emotions become at ease as I gazed out into the expanse of the night. The night brought on darkness. It was the darkness that I felt at one with, as if it accepted me. Unlike the daylight where too much was expected of me. Here there were no stares, harsh comments, or demands I could not meet.
I was sitting on my window seat, my eyes red and puffy from all the crying. I could taste the salt from the fresh tears that still hadn't stopped falling down. My mind kept on repeating the most recent and painful memory, just thinking about it caused another sob to escape my lips.
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It had been a few hours since I came home from school and I couldn't be happier. It was finally Friday after a long and exhausting week.
I was laying on my bed listening to music when my dad came into my room. My dad, Stephen, worked as a math teacher and my mom, Scarlet was a nurse. I also had a sister named Thalia, who was two years older than me. We didn't exactly get along and only talked to each other if we had to.
"Is something wrong, dad?" I asked, since he hadn't said anything and was only staring at me.
"You've put on weight, you look so much bigger and rounder", he stated. "I didn't think it was possible for an elephant to become even larger, guess I was wrong. That's what happens when you eat like a pig and don't exercise". With a disappointed shake he left the room, closing the door behind him.
I could feel my brain absorbing and repeating every word again and again. I was used to this, ever since a kid my parents have never failed to remind me how big my body looks and how it's more similar to a guys than girls.
They have also given me nicknames like an elephant, pig, hippo and more.Still, every time I couldn't stop the tears from making an appearance.
When would they stop? Why couldn't they just stop? Did it make them happy knowing how much their words affected me? Did they even know how much it took a toll on me? If they did know, would they still continue? All these questions swirling around in my head.
I could feel the tears soaking my pillow. By now I had removed my earbuds and was crying in my bed.
Make it stop, please just make it stop!
Getting up from the bed I started searching for my scissors. As soon as I found them I walked to my window.
Taking a deep breath, I placed the scissors over my right arm and started cutting. I didn't cut very deep but enough for the pain to take my mind off all the words that were echoing in my head.
I hate myself. They're right I look like a pig! No one will love me, how could they when I don't even love myself! I started crying even more but made sure not to make too much noise. No one will love me, I thought.
"No one will love me," I whispered out loud, my voice cracking at the end.
I sat down on my window place and leaned my back against the wall. I brought my knees up to my chest and started sobbing even more with only negative thoughts running through my head.
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I got up from the window place completely fatigued and started heading to bed. I pulled the blanket over my body and closed my heavy eyelids with a sigh.
I don't want to live like this! Why can't someone just end my suffering?
I-I can't hold on anymore, I thought as I closed my eyes even harder.➼
Hello, my adorable little chipmunks!
Hopefully this short prologue caught your interest so much that you can't wait to read it.
I just want to quickly thank you for giving 'Behind the mask' a chance, it means very very much to me.
The chapters will be longer (I promise) and better, this was only the prologue!!!Love u chipmunks❤️🐿
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Behind The Mask
Fiction générale'Behind The Mask' is about a girl struggling with depression and self-hatred. Being surrounded by people who keep tearing her apart, Melanie finds it almost impossible to continue fighting. To continue living. After a while it gets exhausting keepi...