The Real Beauty's
CLARA
I'm Clara, Clara Shinta I'm 16 years old I just went to high school, my hobbies are reading, dancing and dressing up, I think some girls like make up though not all.
The reason I like make up is because I want to see myself beautiful and fresh, for whom else if not for myself, I know I am not beautiful, my skin is not white and I am not slim, I know I am not, but I am grateful I was given the opportunity of God to enjoy the beauty of the universe he created.
As long as I live, no one wants to be friends with me, because I'm ugly, but my mom says I'm beautiful. To be honest I was not very confident with myself, but I had to endure I had to be patient for the sake of my dreams. My dream is to become a beauty vlogger.
Ah, I remember back when Junior High, when all the disciples expressed what their dreams were and I said that I wanted to be a beauty vlogger all laughed at me, they said that
“no ugly and fat beauty vlogger like you, fat bottom. Look at your body as big as a rhino. Hahaha”
I cried all day when I came home from school.
The next day I decided to go on a diet but I got sick, my mom told me I didn't need to diet, I was pretty with what I was, I was a little calm, but not forever, I think my mom lied to me, I'm ugly! Everyone doesn't want to see me, I'm the ugly one.
I tried so hard to be confident, I started everything when I entered High School, but things didn't go well, still I got bullies from my classmates, I didn't even have friends, I didn't have any, I've been through a semester, and my life has always been like this.
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This morning I came a little late because I was bad luck, not as usual, but I always woke up earlier than my mother, 'haduuhhhhhh I will definitely be punished', I rushed into my classroom and sat on my stool, sitting alone in the corner of the room.
When I got to my chair I saw a lot of rubbish strewn across my desk and chair, as well as scribbles that read ‘basis hog’ ‘you're ugly, mate’ ‘see your skin,even if you're in the darkness that looks at you just teeth. Haha’ .
All those graffiti using non-permanent (luckily) markers stamped on all my tables and chairs, I sighed ‘always like this almost every day’ I thought, I immediately cleaned up the trash and removed the scribbles that adorned my place using wet wipes, I always carried them, because this is very useful as it is today.
I quickly cleared everything up before the teacher came and we studied as usual.
“Hey is fat, your hair is good,” said a girl in front of me who turned to me, in this lesson hour she had time to invite me to chat? I'm speechless.
“Hey, I praise you, fool!” he continued and I said “thank you” he smiled. ‘aneh’ thought I, I felt suspicious but I threw away those thoughts, maybe he was actually good, maybe he was actually good, it's just that he's scared away from others like me.
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The break bell rang, I put the textbooks into the bag and waited for all the students/i to scatter away leaving me alone, when the class was empty, I opened my lunch box and ate it, he said, I always bring supplies as long as I have education, I do not want to go to the cafeteria, because it would be very embarrassing, I had expected it.
After I finished my supplies, I cleaned them with wet wipes and dry wipes and then put them back in the bag, I started reading the textbooks that will be discussed later in the lesson hours after the break, half an hour went on, my stomach hurt so much, I wanted to go to the toilet.
I've finished nature's call on the school toilet, and I've tidied up my clothes, when I wanted to get out, suddenly the cubicle door was locked, I couldn't open it, was it broken? I kept banging and screaming hoping that there was a school OB coming and helping me, but there was none, until the end
BBYYYUURRR
“Aaaakkkhhh” shouts me in shock
Jesus Christ I was watered? Who doused me? I looked up, and when I saw a bucket falling over my head simultaneously the door of the booth opened violently, until I who was right in front of the door slumped until my back hit the toilet
Duk!
"Akkhh awh" I groaned in pain
It really hurt a lot because the impact was quite hard, when I tried to open the bucket that was in my head and disturb my view, suddenly my hand was held by someone, he said, I was dragged and pinned to the wall.
Someone took the bucket off my head, I refracted the vision ‘Oh, it was the girl praising my hair, my hunch was bad’ I said inwardly
“Hai Clara, your hair is good,” she smiled as she played my hair, I kept watching her, until she pulled out a pair of scissors, I glared,
“What do you want?!!” I said a little screaming looking at all of them, two people holding my hands right and left, as well as the girl in front of me holding the scissors, I was so scared really, really,
"Yes, you are so arrogant, already know you are ugly and even arrogant not to be friends” added the girl on my right, and suddenly the girl in front of me cut my hair.
I rebelled against trying to take off their grip on both hands, and avoiding the scissors that would forcefully cut my hair, but all too late, my hair was cut out, I saw strands of hair falling on the floor and crying, but they broke down and left me alone in the toilet.
I sat down and cried holding my hair, I never cut it because my mother likes my hair so much, I have to.
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I saw myself in the mirror of the toilet sink near the cubicle, my ugly face getting crushed by crying, wet clothes, original cut hair, the right shorter than the left, and the right shorter than the left, my uniform is far from neat.
I washed my face, and cleaned some of my hair that was attached to my face and uniform, I threw my hair into the trash that was in the toilet with a sad feeling, it is very heavy. I plan to go to the salon to get my haircut done.
I came out of the toilet and walked to the school rooftop, waited there until school, no one was looking for me, because I had no friends, after all I can't keep up with the lesson hours with my situation like this, I wait while thinking. 'Why is my life like this.'
The school bell rang 10 minutes ago, deliberately because I did not want anyone left at school, I rushed down to class and then stopped by the salon, I walk from school to the salon, because I do not bring more money, if I use to ride public transport must be very less when I use the rest to pay for the salon, so I decided to walk up to Salaon.
I was in the salon, the salon guy looked at me strangely, maybe he thought that I was a victim of abuse, it's true but I said right away,
“Sorry is very unpleasant to see, this is because I am trying to cut my own hair, I am following the trend of my favorite artist,”, I said lying,
“Are you not laughing at your classmates? Sit down,” asked while telling me to sit down,
“Of course, haha.” I replied laughing blandly,
“You cut like what?” tanyanya started to put a large cloth on my chest
“Like men only, it's fine,” I replied heavily
"Alright” then he started cutting my hair, I closed my eyes, 'I don't want to see my hair cut off'.
After he finished, he told me to look at the mirror timidly if the piece was not good, I shook my head then immediately paid and told him that the cut was amazingly good, I was very happy, I was very happy, I actually held back my crying.
On the way home from the salon I cried down, what I had to say to my mother, luckily my clothes had dried up, I was really tired. Walking from school to the salon and then to my house is really a bad idea, my allowance is just right to pay for the salon. I don't have any more money.
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I got home, it was hard opening the door, but I had to go in, I was hungry. I opened my door and went inside, there was no mother.
I searched the whole room with my eyes ‘where is my mother?’ ‘may be shopping’ I thought, this is my chance. I ran to the room on the 2nd floor, cleaned my body, changed my clothes and went down to the kitchen to eat, while in the kitchen I picked up food and started eating it in the pantry.
I was eating my food until a shrill voice startled me, I was stunned.
“ASTAGAAA” - someone screamed
