We All Die At The End

We All Die At The End

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I see myself in the mirror every morning, and all I see is someone who's not beautiful. Someone who does not have a perfect body, someone who does not look like the other girls. I have always felt like I was not right, walking through the halls at my school and seeing all the girls with the guys they want or the girls that they want to be with. I woke up like any other day, i went to the bathroom and stripped my clothes off and got in the shower. I turned the water on and I let the scalding hot water on my body. I stood there not doing anything other than thinking. Then I heard the front door slam, my dad was home. I got out of the shower and put a towel on, I went to my little brother's room and woke him up.
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"I'm not a beautiful, I'm ugly". I said as he holds my hand. "Your beautiful and your broken". He said as he rest his head on my forehead. "They say 'She's beautiful, but broken'. I am broken and I always will be broken". I said as he pressed his soft lips on mine. "Not for long". He said as he holds my chin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story had inspired me to write this, so, don't steal my storyline. Warning! There will be violence There will be self harm There will be bad language

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