The girl behind the hood
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Hi my name is Katie and I'm 15 years old I have curly brown hair and a very ugly face there's this one hood I where every day because I'm ugly as everyone says, it all started when I was in 2 grade
"Omg look at her face she so ugly" "Ikr she needs to put a hood on or something to cover up that face"
So when i heard them say that, I started to wear a tie die hood all my life at school,public places and I don't even have any friends I just have my family. My mom died when I was 3 I still remember what she said
"Your just so pretty"
When someone says I'm ugly I think about what my mom says
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