My FaCiAl Disorder
How quickly everything ended by just a single day, I was just like any other girl in the world- laughing and hanging out with friends, taking endless selfies, having crushes on bad boys and nerds included. I never thought or cared about how I look. It was just mine. Normal and Easy.
But everything changed in one single moment- a moment filled with fire, screaming metal, and a blur of terror that rewrote my life.
I survived. Everybody says I'm lucky but this, this doesn't feel like survival it feels like a punishment, a curse. A curse that am willing to carry all my life. The accident left me with permanent facial disfigurement, and ever since, I've been stuck behind a mask I never asked to wear. My face is the first thing anyone sees, and sometimes, it feels like the only thing they see. I avoid mirrors now. I no longer go out; I can't risk being stared at.
Friends faded. Invitations stopped. Of course they would stop, who would want to invite the hideous me. I would scare everyone, worse, ruin their appetite. They would move away from their tables. What did I expect? Life moved on for everyone but me.
My mom is the only person in my life right now, shes' become my anchor. Even with her love, it's still hard to silence the voices in my head, the ones saying I'm hideous, broken, unworthy. I miss my old smile. I still haven't done anything in life. And this isn't about my appearance it's about my self- esteem, my confidence, my ability to feel like I belong anywhere.
This is a constant battle with the mirror, with the world, and with yourself. And most days, I'm trying to find the strength to look up to.
قراءة
Chapter: The shadow iiOn my way to the gate, I checked my phone. No new messages. But the old one was still there. "Hey, I saw what happened today. If you ever wanna talk, I'm here." I stared at it for a moment. Then something clicked. The tone. The softness. The way it was written. That wasn't Jade's style. Not even close. Everything felt like a lie now. Everything except the weight in my chest. I reached home, numb. Threw my scarf on the bed. Tired eyes. Frayed voice. Shaking hands. But I didn't cry. Then. My phone buzzed again. Unknown Number: "Did you get home safe?" I didn't answer. I couldn't. My mind then grasped on it. It was Jade. My heart felt heavy.
آخر تحديث: 2026-05-17
Chapter: A shadow iThe morning light filtered weakly through my curtains, casting pale shadows across my room. My scarf lay folded neatly on my desk, a familiar weight I hadn't yet draped over my face today. My phone buzzed silently on the bed, screen lighting up. I grabbed and checked last night's message from an unknown number. I stared at it long enough to feel the pulse in my temples rise. Who could it be? My mind flickered to Jade, of course. Who else would have my number? But the thought was sharp, like a blade cutting through doubt. It didn't feel like him. Not really. I sat up, pulling the scarf to cover my cheeks and chin as usual. The fabric felt like armor, and for a moment, I wondered what it would be like to peel it off, to face the world without hiding. But I couldn't. Not yet. I went downstairs after bathing, and grabbed some snacks. Helping myself on my way to school. ∆ I waved my mom go
آخر تحديث: 2026-05-16
Chapter: Whispers iiI made it to the bathroom before the first tear slipped out. I locked myself in a stall and stared at the graffiti on the wall, wondering if any of the people who wrote these ugly, anonymous things had ever felt the kind of shame that sticks to your skin no matter how many showers you take. It got worse after that. A paper note stuck to my desk during class: "Creep" "Stalker" "Obsessed bitch" A whisper from the back of the classroom: "Heard she was hiding in the supply room. Creepy, right?" And Jade? He never denied any of it. Never corrected them. Never said a word in my defense. He just kept showing up. Sitting close. Looking at me like I was some experiment he hadn't figured out yet. And I kept holding myself together by threads.
آخر تحديث: 2026-05-15
Chapter: Whispers i If shame had a sound, it would be the echo of those old documents hitting the floor. I still hear it- sharp, metallic, final. The sound that gave me away. The sound that tore whatever dignity I had left into pieces. I didn't mean to see it. I didn't want to. But I did. And now… they know. Melissa saw me. Jade saw me. And what's worse- they didn't care. Not really. She looked annoyed. He looked amused. And me? I looked pathetic. Like some obsessed little girl hiding in corners, spying on moments I had no business witnessing. That's probably what they think. Maybe that's what I am. I couldn't sleep that night. My body was still, but my mind was chaos. I kept replaying it-Melissa's kiss, Jade's hands on her waist, and that smug little smirk he gave me as I walked past them like I didn't matter. Again. Maybe I never did.
آخر تحديث: 2026-05-10
Chapter: Why Me?When I got home that night, I shut my door again and collapsed into bed fully clothed.No scarf. No homework. Just silence. Pain. My stomach was aching.And tears I couldn't stop anymore.I thought I could just avoid him. I thought if I stayed quiet, kept my head down, maybe this would pass. Maybe they'd move on. But overhearing that boy behind the bleachers? It didn't sound like they planned on moving on at all."Sh''s throwing herself at Jade." he'd said.And in that moment, something inside me had shifted. Fractured.No- snapped.I shouldn't let them destroy me, tell lies about me.Not like this.The next morning, I woke up cold. Not physically, but deep inside. Like something had frozen overnight and refused to thaw. I didn't touch my scarf at first. I just sat at the edge of the bed, staring down at my shoes.This version of
آخر تحديث: 2026-04-27
Chapter: The Warning and Rumors.ARK'S POINT OF VIEW.When I woke up, my eyes were swollen from crying, even though I didn't remember actually shedding any tears.I pulled on my uniform slower than usual.Wrapped the scarf tighter.I barely made it through the first three periods. The tension in my chest never eased, and I couldn't stop watching the door every time it opened, half-expecting Melissa to storm in with a new grudge. The one that I saw her vulnerable. She never did.But she was watching me. She was planning something.At lunch, I caught her glancing at me across the yard, whispering something to Charlotte. Tasha looked over her shoulder too.Their faces weren't angry.They were amused.Smiling.I didn't understand why.Until I overheard one of the guys in Jade's circle bragging behind the bleachers."Heard that she's throwing he
آخر تحديث: 2026-04-12
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