everyday from the moment they had become acquaintances, she would stand in front of the mirror every morning and say, "am i too skinny or too fat? does he think that i'm beautiful enough?"
she looks in disgust at her face, hair, arms, breasts, stomach, thighs, legs, feet, and fingers.
she pinched hard at her belly that protruded out, leaving a distinct red mark. it stung, just a tiny bit. she wished it hurt more. if only she could just pick up the kitchen scissors to cut away at the unwanted pieces of her body.
"the pain would be worth it," she thought.
snip. snip. snip. look, there's blood in the sink.
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The Other Side Of The Moon
Short Story❝ hey moon please forget to fall down ❞ ⦅ will scrap soon ⦆
