LOGINHow 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.
View MoreWhen 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
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
ARK'S POINT OF VIEW CONTINUED.At lunch, I sat in the furthest corner of the quad again, beneath the same overgrown tree, scarf wrapped high, hood drawn low. My appetite had gone missing somewhere between anxiety and heartbreak. Somehow i wasn't hungry when at school. I didn’t know if it was fear to be seen or not being hungryThen I saw her.Melissa.She was headed in Jade's direction, weaving through tables like a predator with one target. Her walk was confident. Her outfit was tighter than usual. And her smile was that fake, sugary kind of sweet that made your stomach turn.She reached his table and leaned forward just enough for her chest to press against the edge. I watched from a distance, chest tightening.Jade looked up from his drink- and for a split second, I thought I saw annoyance flash across his face. Or was it how i wanted him to react, but definitely I saw right. I wasn't imagining it.She
$$# ARK'S POINT OF VIEW. # $ $ If I had the power to erase a single moment in time, it would be yesterday-:specifically, the part where I landed on Jade's chest and somehow shared my first kiss with him through a scarf I was too afraid to take off. And the worst part? It wasn't terrible. It wasn't clumsy or gross or humiliating like I imagined my first kiss might be. It was intense. Charged. My heart still hadn't returned to normal since. Which was exactly why I had to bury it, burn it, and pretend it never happened. Because Jade didn't like girls like me. He didn't like me- period. And I knew it. Still, knowing it didn't erase the memory of his hands on my waist or the way his eyes caught mine in that brief silence before everything shattered. It didn't dull th
$ # ARK'S POINT OF VIEW. # $ $ I woke to the throb. It pulsed through my stomach like something alive, a slow, punishing reminder that Melissa's fists weren't some nightmare I
MELISSA'S POINT OF VIEW. # $ $ I stood in front of his locker like it meant something, I wanted to clear somethings up. I wanted to hear from him, what was going on between him and the scarf girl. I was so angry in a way that I
THIS CONTENT DOESN'T ENCOURAGE BULLY.$$#TASHA'S POINT OF VIEW.#$$Before all this, scarf girl never mattered. Just another quiet presence blending into the background of our buzzing hallways. But then Jade started payi
JADE'S POINT OF VIEW CONTINUED... At lunch, I spotted her alone, sitting under a tree. Everyone else scattered in clumps. But she? Always out of reach. A ghost in daylight. Perfect target. I picked up a ball that was under my shoes.
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