Am I Single Because I M Ugly Novels & Stories

it was a reflect because I was afraid that the man will be mad. Speaking about the man.. he's one hot meat. Oh Scarlette.. forget about dating. No one will want me anyway. I'm clumsy.. not fashionable.. often wearing no makeup.. hair everywhere.. so skinny.. pale.. not attractive.. I always put my hair in a ponytail or in a bun.. I know.. I know.. don't just me.. and the craziest fact is that I never even date someone. Guys never even ask me on a date.. Ha Ha Ha.. pity? Yes.. Gosh.. When will my curse end? I'm waiting for a prince charming to come..

“I was just afraid to be seen.” Because the wrong people will always make you feel ugly. And the right ones? They remind you you’ve been beautiful all along.

"The truth is I'm not beautiful, I have lived with this face for 22 years now. I got bashed I got hated because of how ugly my face is, every single time my father beats me because he felt frustrated he felt like he doesn't have money and even his daughter is an ugly duckling, there was a day he beat me at night and I fought back and ran out of the house that's when I ran into Camille that night and she helped me. She asked me about my story and why I was running I told her my story, she told me that I can have a pretty face too, so the next day she took me to a clinic where we got the face mask that I was always wearing and now earlier today she let me know that she loves my husband and she

I scanned myself from chest to toe, I felt fat and ugly I crinkled my nose as my lips curled up. I'm ugly! I looked down at myself as I felt nothing but displeasure in how I looked… Suddenly like my raging mixed emotions that swelled within me, I suddenly couldn't bear the thought of raising my children alone because I knew how it felt growing up with a single parent who was married yet gave me zero attention. Oh crap, I'm going to be a single, miserable parent and my kids will grow up lonely without a male figure in their life. My breathing increased as the mere idea of them going through something like my upbringing disappointed and crushed my spirit. Hence, with a heavy heart, I made the

Billie asked. “Not in the mood. I’m tired,” she said. “Your pictures say otherwise,” he said. “Those were taken earlier today. I’m now ugly again,” she said. Billie smiled. “Since when did you become ugly?” he asked. “Many times especially lately,” she said. “I couldn’t remember any day when you looked ugly,” he said. “You didn’t see me ugly because you’d rather sleep during the call or rush somewhere to avoid looking at me,” she said.

How am I ugly? "Am I ugly?" I asked. "Of course you are! If not for me, you'll never be recognized by the master" she said. "So you are saying that it's your makeup that's making me look beautiful whilst I'm not?" I asked and eyed her scornfully. "Yes" she murmured. "That's good, from now onwards, you won't be the one to dress me" I slumped on my bed and closed my eyes, I wasn't sleeping. I was in pains and it was all because of Grey! And that round pumpkin.

"Mmmmm... Nothing... Well, yes, there's something... Can I come?" "No," his curt response made Jina pout even more. "Is it because I'm ugly and you're ashamed to be seen with me? Because I'm so fat that if I sit on a rainbow, I'll flatten it? Because apart from being fat and ugly, I'm clumsy? Yes, I think that's it. You discriminate against me, but you know what? There's a God who sees everything, and even though..."

“Because you keep on teasing her!” “Because she’s ignoring me!” “She’s ignoring you because you are ugly!” “I’m not ugly! If I’m ugly, then you are also ugly! We are twins remember?” “Yes, we are twins, but we don’t look alike.” Alistair looks at his twin intently. “Are you saying that mom is ugly because I look like her?!” Amelia's eyes widen. She went to me and hugged me. I chuckled. “Of course not! Mommy is the most beautiful girl in the world.”

It came as a whisper, barely loud enough to be audible. "Am I that ugly? I'm not ugly at all, okay? Don't call me ugly again, or I'm going to be mad. I'm really going to be angry. I'm very pretty. Yes, that's right. I am very pretty. In fact, I've got some guys crushing on me. Let me count them on my fingers ... Oops, there's too many to count." Her voice was vague, but it also seemed especially clear.

I try to make her explain. " okay Ma'am " she says sarcastically which shows that she has not believed a word of what I have told her. " Believe me Noami, one thing I know, that guy can't fall for a person like me. Ugly , uneducated ..fashion less.. " I say with a bit if sadness in my tone.