More Than Just A Pretty Face

Prologue

I looked at the person who stood before me in the mirror. Is this really who I am? Just a pretty face with no intention of becoming something else. All my life people have taken advantage of me. Abused me. Taunted me. Said I won't be nothing in life. At this moment I'm beginning to believe their opinions.

As I looked around and seen the pieces of glass from the fight that just took place, I figured here's my chance to finally break through. I grabbed a big piece of glass from the ground and began looking at myself in the mirror.

If I do this no one would care. Nobody would even notice I'm gone. This will be a quick death. Right?

I closed my eyes tightly as I held the piece of glass to my neck. As I was about to do it the door open.

"Bre watchu doing baby." He stuttered.

"This is watchu wanted right, for me to get out you hair and be gone. Don't act like you care for me now."

"No baby this is no-"

"Don't fucking say this not watchu want when you show me watchu want everyday. You don't want me. I'm worthless. I'm a nobody. All you wanna do is use my body for your own need. FUCK YOU EAST!"

Now's my chance to get this over with. Make it quick...