Chapter 1
Perhaps it was a dream, she thought. Perhaps if she pinched herself, she would wake up. But she didn’t want to wake up. She wanted to stay in this dream world where everyone accepted her. She wouldn’t be teased for her big glasses or small tits and ass. Boring straight brunette hair. Not being thin enough for guys. In this dream world, guys were tripping all over each other for her. She had a bigger bosom and behind. She was finally enough. Her hair was shiny and cascaded in soft waves down her back. She had no more scars on her arms or thighs, no more bruises on her back and face from her parents. She was in a world filled with color. Filled with meaning. Filled with happiness. A tear rolled down her cheek and a smile spread across her face. The first genuine smile in a very long time. “Was this what happiness feels like?” she wondered. But, a big hand started tightening around her. She screamed. Her mind spoke to her, “Push this button, and you can have all of this. Leave it, and it vanishes while you’re stuck with the pain.” She immediately pushed the button. The last thing she heard was the sound of the gunshot.
National Suicide Hotline: Call 1-800-273-8255
Never give up. You are worth it and important.
