Short stories

Lies

The morning light beams through my thin nail polish stained curtains as i twist endlessly in my bed. I open my eyes and squint as i try to make sense of my surroundings.

Slowly i get up, my bed creaking as make the slightest movements.I realise that i am alone(of course) my bed in the middle of a room and walls surrounding me like i was it's prey.

I shake my head as i place my hands on the thick carved walls

"This must be a dream" i whisper looking around.

I felt the crisp cold air as my body reacted in shudders. Suddenly i felt cold and held myself.

It must have been a minute or so but it felt like hours but then the carved walls opened up to reveal mirrors all around me.

I saw myslef for who i really was.

Or maybe just what people taught of me.

My fat arms jingled as i walked around my prison. This wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare.

I saw the bruises on my arms and started to cry.

Pain they said.. "Pain is good"

People called me fat, ugly, everything terrible you could think of they said. I used to think that perhaps they were just being mean but overtime i started to believe them

Perhaps it was the truth but sometimes the truth really hurts.

"Waste of space"

"Ugly"

"Fat"

"Worthless"

I crouched on the cold hard floor and held my legs close to me and screamed.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"

"I GET HATE IN MY LIFE EVERYWHERE I GO AND THE ONLY TIME I HAVE PEACE IS IN MY SLEEP BUT NOW YOU FOLLOW ME EVERYWHERE LIKE A CONTAGIOUS DISEASE THAT NO ONE WANTS ,OR NEED AND DEFINITELY DON'T DESERVE."

I cried and cried till i had no tears left to give. My eyes were big,red and puffy.

Then i heard a voice, a voice of an angel if you must say. She called out to me and told me the most beautiful heart warming thing ever.

"You are beautiful,inside and out."

" You are a star like no other in the sky . I hope that one day you'll look at yourself in the mirror-either it be one or many and see your true beauty. I know that you're shattered,broken like pieces of glass but together we will work through this and fix you. You will always have cracks deep down but those cracks are what makes you unique. Hold them close to your heart and you'll see- you'll achieve many great things.

She held out her hands to me to hold, by now there was a bright light surrounding her. I wasn't really sure why i put my arms out but maybe i just had faith that for the first time i could be happy again. As my hands touched hers i woke up.

My mum was sitting on my bed smiling as she caressed my face wiping away the tears that had dropped as she whispered

"It's going to be okay darling, we'll get through it"

And i believe that was the first time that i understood that i wasn't alone anymore in fact i was never alone.

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Thankyou for reading this little story i guess. I hope you understand the message behind it.

(Hopefully it makes sense in a way)

I may continue to write other short stories.

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-Rio-x