Smutny
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Last published Sun, Aug 5, 2012
Once upon a time, there was a lovely little girl named Smutny. She was the happiest girl on… blah blah blah. My life is not a happy one. Even though we live in a free country, I don’t feel the freedom. I only feel the pain I get from getting beaten up by my parents. Or can I even call them parents. They never wanted me, and now what am I for them? A maid treated as a doll. How do you think life is for me at school? No one approaches me; they are all scared, because they think I’m in a gang. I don’t blame them to think this. The only thing I see in my ravaged mirror in the morning is a 5.4, long black hair, big shinny green eyes, teenage girl with bruises and cuts all over her face. I have nothing attractive, I’m not that kind of rich chick who wears heels and miniskirt, the only thing I have in my closet are 2 pairs of skinny jeans, and 3 black and red shirts. But hey, at least I go to school! Black Wood High School is not that bad. The only thing that does not make it torture, boring, suicidal even, is that it’s away from this horrible, old, tiny, dark red house, where almost all the windows are scattered. Even if a blizzard mix with a hurricane is going on out there, (which wouldn’t surprise me here in Ashland, Kit) I will still go out and reach that bus stop.
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