I'm a high schooler with a tough life. I've never had a single friend since elementary. Why you ask? "Ew, why are you so ugly? What is that on your face?" "Ew how can a person have that face?" "Do you even have a mirror? How dare you show your face to people?" "Don't you ever try to go to the doctor and get your face fixed?" That's what people always say to me. Why don't I just go to the doctor you ask? I want to, I really do. It will all be fixed when I go to the doctor and get a new face right? Well, its not like everything that has been heard about me will just disappear like that just because I got a new face. Another hate will come. Living in a complicated world like this, makes me wonder, do I really deserve to live?
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