Novel & Cerita Beauty Is Painful

A terrible kind of pain. “Don’t try to fool me, Sheila. Beauty drives every man insane and a beauty like yours can make any Alpha fall to his knees just to have a taste of you but be warned it will hurt me to end you easily and put this great body to waste.” The way his gaze ran over my body instantly made me feel repulsed with my body and to scrub out every skin he’s eyes did the dishonor of falling upon. “It’s almost time for food. I have to go. I'll remember your warnings.”

"Explain it to me so I can understand, then." I don't know how I got the words out, but I managed it somehow. Through the tears, which grew stronger, and because of his quiet strength and patience as he held me and stroked my hair. I finally told another person my horrific truth. "Because the video of me was so very ugly. The images were ugly. I was ugly in it! And if I have something beautiful to replace the ugliness with, I can let go of my experience a little more each time I create something new."

“Ugly? Bully? Don't make me laugh…. I’m just telling it like it is honey. Someone has to put people like her in their place.” She smiled. Jessie’s hands clenched into fists, she so much wanted to punch that bitch on the face, but she kept her composure. “No, Kathy. You’re not telling it like it is; Beauty is, in fact, very beautiful ,more beautiful than you with your makeup and all the surgery and personalized daily beauty monitor and treatments, you paid heavily to look like shit and Beauty naturally has it all that's why you feel intimidated and bully her”. “Excuse me what? If I wanted to be like a whale I know how to look like one, eating a hungry whale”.

Are you eating, right, daughter? —Yes, mom, I'm sleeping and I'm eating, don't worry. At that moment, tears sprang from her eyes, she couldn't hold them back, she hated to continue crying, but she couldn't stop. The pain always overwhelmed her will. —Daughter, don't cry, you break my heart. That son of mine will see that she comes now. How is it possible that I make those beautiful eyes cry? I can't allow it. I'm going to talk to him; he's going to have to explain to me what's going on.

Weird, she felt no pain because the pain and madness she felt were more superficial. "Why can't I be beautiful like others? Why can't they just look at me as me? Why is everyone pushing me to be a bad person? Why is everyone making me feel like shit? Why??" In a cracked voice, she asked, "Why did everyone choose to abandon me? If only I could be as pretty as others, maybe. Just maybe, he will choose me. They will choose me,” she cried out loud and sniffed because she was crying so much. Letting out the pain inside her chest.

He also combed his hair with his own hand and both palms were shaking. "You don't know, what you're talking about. You don't know! You don't know how hard and painful I went through those moments. I can't tell anyone about the problem, I can't even be called a friend. Because they're all friends. I feel like I'm a contagious and serious disease, so many people stay away from me. Is it a sin to be ugly? Maybe you can't understand what I'm telling you now, because you never will. You haven't experienced being as ugly as we are! Maybe Alona and I feel the same way and I also know that she can understand what I'm telling you now. "

"What? Her eyes slowly move up to his face, they are blank, as transparent as glass. She keeps gazing at him, staring at the tears falling from the corner of his eyes. She gazes at the drops and feels something changing, disappearing from inside of her, like her whole existence floating like a light boat "Don't you understand? I said make it stop!" she yells, pushing his shoulders. "Don't you see? Don't you fucking see?" she presses her hand over her heart. "It hurts! It fucking hurts!

“Are you sure?” She nodded. “I wouldn’t want anyone else to have it. And I thought…” She drew in a deep breath before continuing. “I thought that whenever you were sad, or in pain, or it felt as if everything was wrong and ugly in the world, you could just look in here, see yourself, and know there’s still beauty left, something worth living for. Because that’s what you’ve done for me, just by being you. You’ve made me want to live again.” I floundered.

The flower, once a symbol of the pain of being overlooked, now felt like a connection to someone who truly saw her. At that moment, Mandisa reflected on Hailey's words. Beauty was not defined solely by fair skin or conventional standards; it transcended color and form. It was about strength, resilience, and the light within a person. Mandisa thought of all the scars she bore, not just on her body but on her spirit as well. Each mark told a story of survival and tenacity. As she held the flower close, she realized that true beauty comes from embracing one's own story, flaws, and all. It was in the quiet strength that radiates from within, in the kindness shown to others, and in the ability to

I want to be happy even if it’s going to be for a short period. Why can’t I be happy? Why is my life so unfortunate? A year slipped off my eye before I could control myself. I opened my eyes and wiped it off and then looked beside me to see the guy still staring at me. “Why the hell are you staring at me?!” I half yelled. His gaze on me is too intense. What the fuck!. He wasn’t expecting me to flare up and flinched. “Am sor..sorry, I was captivated by your beauty and couldn’t take my eyes off you. Why is a damsel like you crying?,”