There she was, a beautiful young women with brunette hair that framed her face perfectly. She didn't see her beauty, she looked in the mirror and all she saw was a ugly human who didn't deserve to live. She cries herself to sleep, cuts her wrists, but she hides her wounds with a smile, she seems to pull it off.
~⭐~
The bell rings, time for class.
"Emily!" shouts Sarah.
She turns her head to see her gorgeous friend. She smiles.
"Hey" replies Emily with a soft voice.
The teacher comes and welcomes in the class.
"I better go" Emily says with a frown "see you after school"
She turns around and quietly sighs to herself. She walks into the class and carefully places her bag by her chair.
She gets out her English book and her doodling book.
The teacher rambles about Shakespeare and Emily draws a person, not just an ordinary person, it's how she sees herself. The drawing had scruffy brown hair and writing written all over it such as 'worthless, should die, ugly, fat'
The person next to her glances over at the drawing and whispers
"What are you drawing"
"Oh im just doodling it's just a picture I saw on the internet, I wanted to try and copy it" replies Emily with a smile across her face.
~⭐~
The school bell rings for hometime.
She hops on the school bus, slips in her earphones. She starts to play Twenty Øne Piløts on shuffle, her favourite song (kitchen sink) comes on. She peers out the window and she watches the rain drops run down the window, she falls into a daydream she thinks of the perfect world. Everyones happy there's peace and her parents aren't arguing. The bus suddenly stops and she is snapped back into reality.
She sighs and looks over at her friend who is on her phone watching Zoella and SprinkleOfGliter. Her friend looks up and Emily stares at her bright blue eyes
"Why can't my eyes be that beautiful?" She thinks to herself.
~⭐~
Emily walks into her house. Her parents are in the living room arguing again. No suprise there. Her mum shouts to her,
Where the bloody hell have you been?!"
"We got stuck in traffic" replies Emily
"Fine" her mum says sturnley.
Emily walks upstairs with her bag trailing behind her. As she walks in her room she turns on her light. She sits on her bed and thinks, she thinks how the world would be without her. She looks in the mirror
"Why am I like this? why am I so ugly" she thinks to herself. A tear trickles down her face. She picks up the knife but she's stopped by the voice of her mum shouting...
