Isolated
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Isolated They have the impertinence to label me introvert, my family, school and everyone that 'knows' me. Yet they all constantly cluster me with insults which hurt me so bad it was as if some one was cutting deeply into my heart with a freshly sharpened knife, resulting in my mind revolving around these hurtful but factual comments, wishing that I could alter myself so I could have a better looking physical appearance so I could be accepted, and would not attract these demoralizing, life damaging comments. My mum, whilst I was in the early process of growing up, never called me beautiful or complimented me in the way other mums did to their children, I would observe how other children's parents my age would describe their daughter's as their " beautiful little princess" and various other wonderful names. I remembered the desire I had in my heart to hear my mum...

