Right for Me
Description
My mom is dead.
My grandmother beats me.
And I'm in love with two guys that I really shouldn't be...
This is my life.
Non-Au
Foreword
I clutched my side as I got to my feet once more. I walked over to the full length mirror that was in the attic/room I was staying in. I lifted my shirt to see the bruises littering my skin.
Everywhere.
From my stomach, to my hips, to every inch of my back. It looked like I was in some type of accident.
Some bruises were from the first few days I lived here, which were already turning to a greenish yellow tone, others were a deep blue or purple.
The color of some of the bruises matched the rose color of my hair.
I forgot what my body looked like without all these bruises. Was my skin the same porcelain-white as the rest of my body? Do I have acne scars anywhere on my torso?
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