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ge let's read about the mos

e someone is nice that he or she is weak. Those traits have nothing to do wit

are worthy. And if any bully is reading me right now, I want to tell you it's not only a bump in anyone's life but it's an epide

y's

sing while kicking and screamin

out loud. However, The voices never even once stopped, " Ugly duckling

again, is fun. I would never want to feel that kind of fun again. I kept my mo

said this was when I stole her favorite pencil because that was mine and she had forced me to give it to her. And that time she had kicke

on't understand Why they only bully me, I have never caused any of them any t

thought I'm

nervous. They even started singing in chorus "Jacky plus u

haled through my stuffy nose. I cover my ears,

quel

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y tear-filled eyes to see my little sister standing beside my bed w

ank God. So it was

'Nikki behaves like a mom, sometimes; I mean which younger sist

Seeing my tears-filled eyes Her fa

"I'm fine. Jus

miles, "It's 7'O clock in the m

hair. while she swats my hand away

s my reflection in the large mirror. My big black doe eyes were fi

aped pink lips. However even they have a flaw, I have spacing between my f

in ten minutes. 'I guess I don't need make-up. after all

ted on a post that had his image posted because of some competition. and I found him cute. His eyes were beautiful, it almost felt like his eyes were saying several tales to me without even saying a word. and I admire that kind of intimacy when someone can make me feel intimate by keeping their mouth shut.

Beauti

ned as I stare

e I haven't put out a picture of my face on FB.

foolish enough to confess about my appearan

s, but then there was st

upid, just let him be.' M

d at the clock "Fuck! I am g

then at least it was better than

nd her husband. Gender discrimination is at its peak here. It is patriarchy that provides the family life force to unfavorable environments that girls and w

is depressed and My father is abusive. Now the situation is tur

with my backpack, it wasn't time