Chapter 1 - The Mirror

A girl stood, looking into the reflective surface of her mirror. What she saw was someone who was
tired, but not only tired searching for something, she saw herself. She was not ugly, a few blemshes
zits and such were there as they were on many adolesants, her eyes surrounded by dark black rings
were brown like her hair and sunken. Her cheek bones, though not high enough to make her look
high and mighty but around the middle were perminantly pinkish, her nose was about the normal size
also, some thought it cute. Her lips were pink as any others and full, but everytime she looked at her
normal looking face she saw all the problems.
Her chin, when she looked at it was full of blackheads and ugly, fat surrounded it and swollowed up her
neck, but most others thought nothing of it. When looking at her cheeks she thought them coverd with
zillions of zits pussing at those that looked at them and nasty, when in reality they were few and only
red.
She rubbed her face, trying to push away the uglyness she saw when looking at herself and wonderd
how anyone could love someone like her. Because everytime she thought about herself, she only saw
what was wrong.
She moved away from the mirror hugging her arms around her stomach, tired and wishing she was
beautifull like those all around her, and nice and knew just what to say and when to say it, when she
realized her foolish dreams she demolished them and curled up on the enormish couch sitting in the
small living room.
She was swollowed by its enormous size and laughed as she sunk in deeply, but as soon as she heard
her laugh she rememberd a time when she had been teased about her laugh her sister had said it sounded
like a horse dieing, and tears grew in her eyes.
"Im so ugly." she mutterd letting herself sink in, she didn't want to be seen anymore, she just wanted to die.

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