The Ugliest Person Alive 소설 & 이야기

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. "

"C-Carlos. Why am I so unlikeable? Why does no one like me? Am I-really that ugly? Why did Cedric like about everything we shared? Was it so he could fuck me and leave? I instantly pulled her away from me so she was looking up at me, I placed my hands on her cheeks,"Absolutely not, you are the complete opposite of everything you just said. You are the most beautiful person I've ever met, not only are your looks beautiful but so is your personality. No one can say they don't like you because then they'd be lying to them self, you are the most likeable and wonderful I've ever met and don't think anything else." I cleaned the tears streaming down her face and peaked her forehead, “As for Cedric

She has an olive skin tone and she is a little chubbier and I could tell that she looked beautiful, but I wanna see her face who is saving my sister from getting bullied. "What are you gonna do? Save this ugliest ass in our school!" Bianca spat at my sister. I clenched my fists for slapping a girl. How dare she! No one is ugly in this world. To be precise, she is the ugliest one who wore makeup to cover their faces.

Ryan said: “Oh my Go. Me too. Even if Lucifer plays a game with me every day, I won’t marry her. Ester: “If you want to marry her, just do it. I don’t like her.” **** An Ugly Girl? I went back to the forum to check the post. There was a photo of me on the post. Of course, I didn’t know whose photo it was. Dessert dared to find such a photo. The photo was so realistic, like a selfie. There were many replies, some people scolding me for being ugly, some people cursing me for being disgusting and some people laughing at Wolf…

3 is still gossiping. [STATES...] A man is facing the computer while playing his favorite game, Rules of Survival (ROS). While he is constantly playing, his guardian is constantly telling stories to him. "Some people know that you here because you were born ugly. They brought you here to have plastic surgery." Diego told him. "No! I don't have any plastic surgery. I will punch them all! Argh!" said the man angrily who was just facing the computer and focused on what he was playing. "They say you look like a monster. Hahaha!" it's still a story but it's obviously insulting.

“I don’t know why they keep people that look like her around people like us. What if her ugliness is contagious?” “OMG I know right and her kind of ugly has to be contagious. Plus I think she touched me” “Ewww. We’re so getting you soaked in sanitizer” I exhaled and kept walking while they laughed. I have always been the ugly duckling for as long as I could remember and I suppose pretty people get to do what they want to me and I have to stay put and shut up. It’s not like I was expecting anything better. There was really nothing amazing about me.

“Listen, Ragnar, don't sweat what other people say about you. Your looks are something you're born with — a gift from your mom, who risked her life to bring you into this world. Sure, people might say nasty things about you, but that doesn't mean you should hide away from the world forever. Being unattractive isn't a crime, so hold your head up high.” “Really? You despise me too, don't you? You showed it just now.” “I don't,” I said quickly. “I had only slightly raised my voice at you because you were getting on my nerves just now,” I explained. Ragnar raised an eyebrow and asked, “So what do you think I should do? Should I declare to the world how ugly I look?”

"u..u mean am a badluck..uggghhh...and first of all my house is not at this street...so take a turn from here " He looked at her with blank face..and devil eyes which can scare anyone..but she was not a little effected by them..he came very close to her and speak in dangerous voice "am not Ur driver and u already enjoy enough of Ur free ride... this area is safe ..u can go from here anywhere u want...do u understand "he said, styling his hair...and moved back..

Bah, he is the ugliest guy I have ever seen and I was tempted to stand up and say that to his face but I held myself, I have done enough episodes for one day. “That’s the punishment you get for being late, but if you don’t want to do that, you can choose to clean the toilet,” Mr. Peterson said and I smiled, that’s good for him but then I understood that Mr. Peterson actually compared me to the toilet. I mean who would prefer cleaning the toilets when they have to choose between the toilet and a person? What insult? I turned my glare to Mr. Peterson and he was lucky he is my calculus teacher and I will forgive him just for that. “Whatever. I will tour the girl.”

I observed myself closely and found other things pathetic— Messy hair, wet sleeves, inflamed skin, and broad shoulders. I've spent years hearing people call me ugly. I should get used to it by now. And yet, whenever I hear it, it manages to plummet over me like acid rain. "It's okay. You're still a better human being than them all." I inhaled deeply and wiped my face. I prepared to leave for my room when my phone buzzed. A picture had been posted to a college group— My picture. Of my backside as I was washing the towels with my hands in the laundry room in the basement.