You Are So Ugly Novels & Stories

"I know some girls have a different beauty on their face,But that doesn't mean you're ugly, it's just that black girls have looks,And you should be thankful that your eyes are beautiful, which have two colors, blue and green. Your hair is long thick, your skin is white. There is not a single pimple on your face nor any stain on your body. How can you say that you are ugly. Look you may not be beautiful but you are not ugly either you are just a normal girl like other girls." After saying this, the old woman becomes completely calm and keeps looking at her soup.On the other hand Bella was not in tough but was just sitting there quietly and watching them.

Why was she acting like this? She sighed and turned to face him. "Since when I was little my cousins used to call me ugly. Even in school, my own friends call me ugly too most especially Yasmin and Maryam. And I hated it with passion. It made me restless and self conscious. And then when someone calls me beautiful, I wonder whether the person is telling the truth or just trying to mess up with my head. I can't point a finger at who's telling the truth or not. Sometimes I feel like crying but I just keep it to myself or write it in my diary and tell myself that am ugly, so nobody's going to like me."

William stared at Valeria without moving and he thought, "The cutie was fine before checking out the phone, is there anything wrong?" Having noticed that William was staring at her, she said, "What are you looking at? Never seen a beauty before?" "I've seen varieties of beauties, but I never met the ugly woman with sad faces." William was in a very emphatic pronunciation of the word "ugly" deliberately. "You got a death wish? Don't call me ugly!" Valeria glared at William in a huff. His mouth twitched, "An angry woman is the ugliest. What's that makes your face so clouded?"

“You’ve been like that since we were kids. But you’re not better. And being cruel to people who have never even considered harming you isn’t going to help your case.” I shook my head slowly, feeling a sneer of my own twisting my lips. “You may be beautiful on the outside. But underneath all of that physical beauty you seem to hold so much pride in, you’re one of the ugliest people I’ve ever known. Cruel and selfish and poisonous, right down to your very core.”

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.

Nice answer, if I tell him I have absolutely no idea that it also came as a shock to me he will look down on me and you know. "We both know you've been ugly up until the time of your birthday, tell me what happened." He demanded. "I look at myself every single day dumbfounded at how beautiful I was but you and everyone always thought I was ugly, I don't care what y'all think of me, I'm beautiful whether ugly or now." That's a paradox right there, 'beautifully ugly' he stared at me with his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word, I gave him the perfect answer without revealing anything.

she follows my finger and scrunches up her face. "I can't see his face. What if he's a psycho? Or worse, ugly?" "How is being ugly worse than being a psycho?" "Trust me, you'd rather find yourself with a handsome psycho than an ugly one. If he's to end me, I'd like to go with a handsome face. I might even let him bang me one last time"

She orders before walking back in and collapsing on the bed. " What seems to be bothering my princess?" I question " Some women called me ugly today" She cries " What? Who did that?" I yell angry " It doesn't matter, the fact is that they were right, I am ugly" She says in tears " That's not true, you are very beautiful Sia" I assure her " That's not true. I know you are just saying that because you are my friend" She says " I know I am ugly because of my scar" She cries

He replied. Hearing his words, my brain did a few flips. Nevertheless, I came to my senses and shook my head. "That is not true. Please don't lie to me, Brad." "No, I'm serious. Come on, hasn't anyone told you you're beautiful before?" He inquired. I lowered my head. All through my life, everyone I had ever met told me how ugly I was, including my mom. How could I believe I was beautiful?

- Only you two are the monsters and although you fit the description of greats, the truth is that I honestly cannot call you exactly ugly. Ladies and gentlemen this is me and my stupid sincerity. - So...- In the darkness of the furniture, I could swear I could see his bright smug smile flash. What ego did the boy have? - You think I'm attractive, huh? -Don't change what I said.- I replied as quickly as I could.- I said you are not ugly. The rest you have invented. Don't jump to conclusions so quickly- He laughed and pulled me closer into his embrace.