Short Story 1

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Hey, this is an assignment for my English class. It's the first draft, and it's not completely done. I would love it if you could give me ideas and suggestions on how to improve it. It's about a girl around 14, who is battling the emotions a scar around her chest and part of her face. The story is about finding out how she got the scar. Please comment and give suggestions!

Submitted: December 06, 2018

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“Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club” I stare at the credits for the 187th time. I should probably start on my homework.. but I don’t really want to. I have a project due tomorrow and my partners have given me the honor of doing it all by myself. It’s almost as if I’m not there (not that anyone would care). I’m one of the freaks at my school. I’m not smart enough to be called a nerd, but I’m not… something to be considered normal. Maybe it’s the way I look, or maybe it’s just me. I think it’s just me. After a long sigh I groggily walk to my room to start the project. First slide: GRAVITY By: Paige

I look at the clock. 8:30 PM, not bad. A whole project in 2 hours. It doesn’t matter. I slide my bedside table drawer open. I see it. So shiny, so sleek, yet so simple. I delicately hold it in-between my fingers. Even holding it to my wrist makes me calm. Pressing it to my skin, I see the blood, seeping through my skin. I just watch it drip down my arm. But I be careful not to get it on the floor.

Feeling a bit better, I take a warm shower. My cut is starting to heal. I feel the warm water running through my hair. I close my eyes and breath. A shiver down my spine. As I dry myself of I stare at the mirror. I stare at a lifeless face, almost a stranger. But not quite. What sets me apart is this thing. On my bare skin it’s like someone painted pinkish stripes on my chest, clawing up the side to my face. It’s hideous, I’m hideous.


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