I lived in a world filled with lies
People tend to say that I'm pretty just because I'm slender. But I've always heard from my relatives that I'm not that pretty, and I do know it because my sister keeps teasing me on my ugly features. Just yesterday, I faced the truth. My grandmother just told me in the face that I've changed allot, but my sister is still prettier than me. This was always true since I was young. My brother is very muched adored for being the only son and my sister is pretty. Plus, their academic results are way beyond excellent. Me? I'm nothing. None of them have ever met me because all the sweet memories they had with my late father and my siblings never happened with me. I try to stay strong but every time I try my best in everything, my mom would always claim tha my siblings did better. Each time I try to turn to the bright side but my heart hurts even more when I think of it. I'm no one in the family and nothing to others. I'm searching for a world where I could live life my way, but the closest I could get would be someone really true to me and would see the beautiful side of me. Perhaps not a special someone at this age but a true friend out of all the so-called-friends which fill my friends list over a thousand. I've had no confidence in myself, even if I had it would be lesser than the number of fingers I have. I hate myself for being and thinking this way. I really do.