𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 •𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌•

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It's my 16th birthday.

My Parents note excited than I am.

Wow not even my parents notice how unhappy I am with life.

But in efforts to make them happy sure i'll apply some make up and dress nice, just as long you don't ask questions.

I took the long look in the mirror why am so unattractive.

My wild curly hair in a low ponytail, yellow off the shoulder long sleeve shirt paired with black high waisted jeans, and vans.

Concealer, eyebrows, mascara, highlight, and lip gloss. All done neatly but still not really good enough to make look representable.

Jewelry may I add.

Choker, hoop earrings, and a bracelet.

Why am I still this ugly?

My parents took pictures and their smiles real mine aren't.

I walked through the hallways stares triggering my anxiety.

I ran in class quickly getting my seat in the back.

My foot tapping furiously.

I look up and there he was.

"Happy birthday Alaina" he handed me a small gift bag with an envelope.

My cheeks hurt from smiling.

"Open it"

And so I did.

Oh my god.