i ran into my room and finally let the tears fall. i never liked to cry in front of my mom because last time she slapped me and told me i was weak.
i fell asleep to all the words that my mom kept shouting through my door.
she kept telling me that i was a worthless disappointment.
before, i didn't listen to her words. but now, i am starting to think that she was right all along.
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her {#wattys2016}
Short Storyabout a broken girl who tried everything to be good enough for a boy and the girl who destroyed her. highest ranking: #42 in short story (9/8) COMPLETED: 11/18/16