Why Am I So Ugly Novels & Stories

Because in the past, people have always manipulated, harassed, and dictated to me when I just wanted to move on my own. My virginity is the only one I have right now, but it was easily taken away in the middle of the night while I was unconscious and under the influence of drugs. I’m disgusted with myself, and I want to annihilate my face and body because I felt miserable, weak, cowardly, and pathetic. My beauty is also a curse that I wish I didn’t have so that bad people and predators wouldn’t be interested and lusting after me.

"Ilaw lang iyon galing sa dumadaang mga sasakyan. Well, papayag ka ba? I'll help you." "Paano?" "Let's give you a makeover." Bumaba ang paningin ko sa sarili ko. I know I'm not the prettiest, but am I that ugly to need to have a makeover? "May problema ba sa akin?" "You're beautiful, Saga. Believe me, kung ako lang, pakakasalan kita sa lahat ng simbahan, pero ibang usapan ang asawa mo. For him, siguradong... hindi papasa ang pananamit mo, medyo... old. Or let's say, boring?"

But I know too, there is a certain thing that really changes on me. Most of all, why did he went here? Ano ba kasi ang ginagawa niya dito? I mean, why would he visit me now? Hinubad ko ang aking salamin at naghilamos. I shook my head as I stared my reflection. Sa tinagal ko ditong tumira ng mag-isa sa aparment, ngayon ko lang napagmasdan mabuti ang mukha ko. I have a honey almond eyes that get from my mother. Papuso ang hugis ng aking mukha. Hindi rin kakapalan ang aking kilay, but I think it looks fine. Ang labi ko naman na maliit ay kulay rosas. While my nose is small, byt it is still fits on my face. Hindi naman ako ganoon kapangit but what I hate the most is my freckles. Kung ang iba ay

"It's not like you need so much energy to eat, Rain. Kakain ka lang, you can't skip a meal again. I won't let you." Malungkot niyang inilahad dito ang itsura niya. "But you see, I'm so ugly right now. Smudged 'yung make up ko at pati mata ko mugto. I can't be beautiful the way you want me to." "Ugly? You?" he scoffed and chuckled after, lumapit ito at gamit ang parehong hinlalaki ay pinunasan niya ang mga bakas ng luha sa ilalim ng mata ni Rain. "Can't see ugliness thou. What's here to see is a hurt woman, yet still fighting. A brave one and that never made you ugly, always remember that."

pagmamayabang at muli kong pagsisinungaling sa kaniya. “Seriously?!” Natawa ito. “Why? Is she ugly, beshie?” Magsasalita na sana ako upang ipagtanggol ang aking sarili, pero muli niya akong inunahan sa pagsasalita. “Beshie, cosmetics will hide her face, not the maskara!” Napahalakhak ito.

"Ang liit pa, tsaka masyadong mapayat. Ang mga gusto noon ay long legged at mestiza! Not like her. I dont really find her pretty." What?! Pag hindi maputi, hindi na maganda? There is no particular skin color as a basis of beauty. Beauty knows no skin color or body size. That's common sense. Naikuyom ko ang palad ko at pilit na pinahaba ang pasensiya ko. Hindi ko sila papatulan. I won't stoop down to their level. "I know right? She looks so ordinary." Kung ano ano pang panlalait ang narinig ko. Honestly, I don't care. People's opinions and standards varies. If they don't find me pretty, then it's their problem.