Short Stories!

Ugly

WARNING!! This one gets violent, but I'm really in the mood for horror and gore! Don't read if you're easily triggered please! Take care of yourselves ❤️
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        They tell me I'm not ugly. I ask them and they answer with, "you're beautiful!" Why can't they see it? These thoughts cloud my mind and wrap around my heart. I'm suffocating slowly. Why can't they see it?
        I'm drowning in the guilt. The ugliness of myself. It's choking me. I can't stand it anymore. I walk this same road, everyday. I always see my shadows taunting me, reminding me of my past mistakes. They can't see it. I know now that they can't see my guilt.
        What if I make them see? If they were bound to a chair, begging for life, would they then see the ugliness? I can still hear their screams. Their faces haunt me. Their bloodied and bruised faces as they beg for mercy swirl in my mind. I shouldn't have given them mercy. It would have been so much better to watch them, writhing in agony and pain. I now know why they can't see it. I have truly become the ugliest creature on the planet.