Invisible

Invisible

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I feel like the world doesn't understand me. Everywhere, I see all of the popular girls saying to "Smile like they didn't cry the night before". They think the quiet girls have it good. Sure, they're not popular, but they're happy with their friends, and who they are. I wish they knew the truth. All the time, people ask me why I never smile. The thing is, I'm not as good as them while they're smiling like they didn't cry the night before. I've never been good at that, so that's really the reason. If I don't have a reason to smile, I don't. I wish people knew that. I wish they understood. That's the story to my life. The story of Charlotte McKay.
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All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)

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