AN: Kay, so this is my first fic ever so be nice!! (I know you will be) :-)

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I'm not OKAY! :


"You're so ugly!" my step mother screamed at me as my fat, stepsister laughed with her disgusting curly, blonde hair around her face.

I burst into tears, and fell to the floor screaming. My step mother looked at me an evil look and grabbed the vase off of the shelf before smashing it over my head.

It made a terrible mess and I knew she would tell my father it was me. I'd get in trouble and she'd make me prostitute myself to pay for it. The men were always ugly and she'd video it and it was so horrible that I slice my wrists all the time. It was so horrible sometimes I just wanted to die.

My fat, curly haired step sisters phones clicked as she took a picture.

I cried even more, she'd put it on youtube and tell all her friends. The coolest boy in school, Mathew Taylor wouldn't even look at me anymore.

He's seriously fit, he wears skinny jeans and has really spiky hair. Sometimes he even wears eyeliner, I know he'd tell me he loved me but now he wouldn't ever.

I'm so ugly, I sobbed onto the floor.

They left and stood up shakily. Some of the vase was sticking out of my head.

I went to the mirror, and pulled up my top so that I could see the bruises underneath, on my baby soft, peachy skin.

I deserved them, I was ugly.

I looked into my ugly, mainly green with specks of yellow eyes, glittery with tears, with thick eyelashes and wished I was pretty. I bit my full bottom lip and tears fell down my face.

Even my hair was disgusting, it was dyed black and was fashionable but naturally it was just a boring red. Not ginger, even I wasn't that unlucky but a shiny red.

I wiped tears from my oval face, and smoothed my tight top over my skinny body and suddenly felt dizzy.

How could I have forggoten about what my evil Stepmother had done??

I fell to the floor but I didn't stop, I just kept falling and I panicked.

When I awoke up, it was bright and warm. I felt safe like I couldn't remember feeling before.

"Namaria, wake up!" Someone said in a lovely voice.

"I can't, I fainted. I'm dying!" I screamed at them.

"We're giving you another chance." the nice voice said.

"R-really?" I gasped. "Bbbbut, I'm soo ugly!"

"No, you're not, your beautiful." They said, I snorted then flinched waiting for them to beat me.

"We're sending you to find you're true love and happiness." The voice said.

"Wow." I said amazed that someone could be nice to me although I thought they probably should be. Was I really pretty?

Mathew had said my lips were really kissable and like Angelina Jolies, but a bit nicer. Maybe I could find love.

Then I fainted.


This chapter is short bt I had ta rite before I saw my boyfriend, (WHOS CALLED MATHEW AS WELL!!), so yeah. Next ones gonna be even better!!

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