Mr.Not-So-Perfect

Mr.Not-So-Perfect

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"She is a BITCH! but has been putting up a facade of innocence to betray others". I stopped entering the class listening to these words. I can't comprehend who 'She' is? But I can say these words are from my best friend and maybe, could be , more. His friends were laughing at who ever she is, as Advay kept on describing her. "Aadhya has been fooling around, she is an epitome of WHORE''. To say, I was shocked would be an understatement and to hear these words are from the person I trusted most after my family and also maybe liked. I couldn't comprehend the situation. I didn't realise that I was crying Until tears were blurring my vision. I started running away from him, his thoughts, as far as possible. I thought he was perfect . Perfect for ME. But whom I thought Mr. Perfect was 'Mr.Not-So-Perfect' .
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Ever since I was a kid, I knew I was different. Other children didn't like hanging out with me. I was silently bullied, and even the teachers seemed to hate me. And honestly? I was ugly. I really was... different. The way I talked, the way I walked-people even said my walk was horrifying (don't ask). The way I did things, the things I found interesting... they all set me apart. Then I entered high school. Suddenly, I became popular. I was beautiful, with a figure people envied. I had tons of friends-three-quarters of whom I still don't know by name. I had the perfect best friend. Teachers adored me. I was even the school's valedictorian. Sure, people still called me weird, but I ruled. Until everything came crashing down... all in one day. --- The day I didn't talk to my best friend. Just one day. Only, I didn't know we wouldn't speak again for days, then months... then years.

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