Nanami's life felt like such an act. A part of a play that never seemed to end. All the fake smiles and the lies. She felt like she could never be herself. Always pretending to be okay, completely fine, Even if she felt broken on the inside, like shattered glass, to the outside world she was her same, ugly self. She heard their whispers at school, their mocking tones. And yet she continued on, keeping up the smiles, though dying on the inside. "She's so ugly, what's wrong with her! She looks like she just crawled out of a bin, gross! Why doesn't she just disappear? She doesn't belong here." Nanami didn't know what to do. She felt trapped, like the whole world was a cage. She looked in the mirror every morning and tried to smile, failing miserably every time. Still ugly, no change there. My uniform looks a bit tight, have I put on weight? I wish I had more friends. It's my fault for looking like this, it's my fault everyone hates me. Everything's wrong with me. I hate myself, so much. She blamed herself for everything, for every, tiny fault. She felt tired of being laughed at.Until one day she couldn't take it anymore, she finally broke. Maybe this was right. There was no need for her to live, she was just a burden after all. She should just end it all, just die. Then she would have no more problems. No more school, no more life. She took the blade and pressed it to her skin.
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So how was this? This was my first fan fiction so don't judge to harshly!!
Thanks for reading
-WintersCalling
