Copycat 1/4
Heyy everyone this is my first short story i hope you enjoy it, it will be random collections of horror and thriller short stories and novellas 😁 warning: there will be blood mentioned, self-harming, and probably a stalker alert in this story so yeah 🤐 and possibly a gruesome murder and kidnap soo yepp 😅still enjoy
(The paragraphs look longer, sorry but I hope you enjoy them.)
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No, my eyes look too big
There is too much blush
Ew, I look like a hybrid creature
….why is it so hard to look perfect yet natural
Tch all these filters suck
Clashing my phone onto the bed, I stuffed my face into the pillow, possibly wanting to suffocate myself, screaming out my anger and frustration, as much as I wanted to scream my frustration to the world, who would want to listen to me? Laying down on my back, taking a big puff, I grabbed the pocket mirror, opened it, and started looking at every inch of my flaws. From the eyes, nose, lips, and skin, they were all flaws, nothing to embrace with pride. It gave my heart a distasteful dissatisfaction that yearned to be pretty like those women in magazines, Instagram, TikTok even ... Why am I not blessed… "Why does fate have to be unfair to me?” I rolled over, hoping to land on my pillow, but instead landed on the wooden floor with a thud…. Ouch .. even my bedroom has a problem with my face.
I lay on the floor, cursing my fate, with my eyes closed…. I felt peaceful, away from the real world for a while, as I entered a conscious dreamland, where all eyes were on me, everyone fantasized about me, admired me, where I was perfect but that moment got ruined after my alarm clock started to beep, can't get a minute of peace and happiness from being in my delusional land… angrily puffing, I turned my alarm off and got ready for school I would say its hell but I see everything hell, from me being in my bedroom, that's covered with models, singers and, actresses poster, all glued to the wall… I took one big long stare at each poster and took in the detail, The perfection of their facial feature before my eyes landed on my reflection, and all I could look at myself in disgust. I just took my bag and left for school….
Strolling through the empty corridor, I was late as I heard the bell ring for the first lesson right before I reached the main entrance. I was going to hide in the toilet. The last thing I wanted was me go into the classroom, and have everyone staring at me, this was the worst attention possible, but I would rather that than go to the principal's office..
“Shouldn't you be in class by now,” flinching at the voice, I turned around, and my principal was looking at me suspiciously, I couldn't even answer now or even hide. All I wanted was to hide during one class, and that's all, but no, I am going to go through extreme embarrassment.
“ umm yeah came in late ..”
“Well get to class quickly, don't let me catch you lurking around the corridors again,” He didn't move at all from that place, but just eyed me to make sure I did get into class ....Great …heading towards the door. I hesitated a bit. Should I just make a run and never come back to school? But at the same time, I don't have money to even buy a sandwich. How will I even survive? I slightly looked again at the principal, who was still waiting for me to get to class, and he didn't seem impressed.
Uh, oh, his is coming towards me, I rushed pushing the handle, and bolted into the room accidentally slipping and landing on my face…… curse to my fate.
I heard a few giggles
“Well looks it’s an ugly duckling”
“Wow your face just ruined my morning”
“ Ugh, she doesn't even belong here, she is below our standards to even look at”
They continued laughing at me, my eyes became moist due to their painful words, do I deserve this treatment?
“Umm, Sarah are you okay?” My thoughts were cut off by my teacher, who lent me a hand to help me up. Standing up, I winced in pain due to the impact of me falling onto the wooden floorboard. I felt a wet drip flowing down my knee. I looked around, but no one was laughing, was it ... did they..?, my head seemed to be playing games with me, I couldn't understand the difference between reality and falsehood.
“Hey Sarah, do you want me to take you to the nurse's office?.. that's a deep cut,” hearing that soft voice just gave me butterflies in my stomach, my cheeks were burning, trying to sync my breathing with the giggle in my heart, I wasn't able to make eye contact with him as much as I wanted too, his aura made me weak in my knee, but I stood strong not showing any signs that I was flushed with his presence.
“S-sure- “Great job doofus, why did I stutter? I felt my hand being grabbed, oh my goodness he held my hand maybe this day will get better, trying to get a glimpse of him, I slightly looked up, and there he was crushing my heart with the look of disgust he gave me.
“ Do you think anyone wants to touch you, let alone be near you? You will forever be nothing but trash in my eyes Sarah-”
I heard a sudden echo erupting in my ear, and my eyes blurred back to focus, he just stood there snapping his fingers in my face, “Sarah, are you okay? You keep zoning off”
There was a hint of him being worried when I made eye contact with him, but was it genuine?
“I am fine to go myself”
“Are you sure? “
I nodded without saying anything further and struggled to walk out the door to the nurse's office, I just lost a great opportunity with him. We could have chatted, I would've had the chance to touch him ... but no as always, I bring bad luck to myself.
The nurse was nice enough to treat my wound, though it did cause a burning sensation. I didn't expect it to be a deep cut, oh well, skipping towards the classroom, I took a glance at my watch, hmm There's still time until break starts, Should I stroll in the corridors instead? I mean no teachers ... oh wait, it's the principal! Shit! I rushed to my classroom door, but stopped from going any further and saw a glimpse of what was happening in the room.
“ Dear students, we have a new classmate joining us this semester, make sure to make her feel welcome, her name is Selena Er-,“Before the teacher could continue introducing this so-called pretty girl, my heart stopped when I saw my crush engulfing Selena into a tight hug, he held her as if he was scared to let her go. I couldn't make any noise but just stood there glaring at her…..my eyes were moist after viewing that horrific scene, tears running down nonstop my pale cheeks in the middle of the hallway.
Unable to see it any longer, I ran to the girl's room, stepping into the girl's lavatory. I expected the typical foul smell however the smell of lavender instead assaulted my nose. The earlier moment haunted me
When she was in his arms, with each step I took in the girls' lavatory, the aroma more and more into the scent of bleach overwhelmed the distaste lavender scent, the agony my mind and nose felt smelling the excess bleach pacified my sadness making me forget everything for a mere moment.
Opening my eyes after a moment of ease, I just looked into the broken mirror of the lavatory. Did the mirror also fall apart because of my ugliness? I wouldn't be surprised, taking slow steps toward the sink, I did nothing but glare at my reflection.
“So bold of you to assume he will ever choose you “
I looked back trying to figure out who spoke but it was dead empty, opened each cubicle door to see if anyone was in there but there wasn't, then who..?
Heading back towards the sink, I gripped onto it as tight as I could, even if my knuckles felt uncomfortable with the way it was positioned on the sink, my mind ignored it, instead I felt the frustration about everything that's been going on in my life.
“ ouch,” facing my bleeding palm, a broken piece of the mirror had dug itself into my hand, I was trying to pull it out, but all of a sudden a bright flash blasted into my eye causing temporary blindness,looking down to see where it came from, I saw another broken fragment of the mirror, this time a size that fit my palm, clutching it out of curiosity, I hissed in pain however, a strange sense of ease filled me.
“ Oh how much I want to slash that pretty face.”
As the drops of my bleeding vessel started pouring onto the floor, because of continuously gripping the broken glass, a sinister sly smile crept onto my face, the bitter taste of envy lingered on my mind, fueling my desire to make what's mine no matter what.
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Thanks for reading,I am an amateur writer 😊 so it will take awhile for me to improve but i hope you still enjoy
