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Needles.
They poked needles in her like she was a watermelon.
Eyes. Lips. Nose. Cheeks. Boobs and buttocks.
Everywhere!
It hurt like hell. She smiled through all of it. You smiled back.
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4.1 | Obsolete
Short Story|Wattpad featured| Obsolete follows the story of a girl who has painted an image of self hideousness in her mind. It follows the take of a girl who became her own villain. This is a story that tries to reach out to all those who look in the mirror a...
