he ugly girl part 8
Am a dark skin girl I have spots and pimples on my face am not exactly a definition of a damsel , am average always referred to as shot , with little or no curves , you can’t say am not a lady or am ugly am just surrounded by beautiful people and I become invisible in their presence. Am hardly noticed I receive little or no compliments, I just want to be loved and appreciated just when I thought I have the chance you prove me wrong , I thought I could make you see me differently, show you what I am made up, so that you could see their is more to being beautiful Anaya paused after saying all she wanted to say and Bilal replied
It’s true that you are not definition of what I want but I don’t have a choice I mean what do think of a man of my caliber. as a young handsome guy am expected to make the best chioces , present perfect partner, I just don’t want people to be disappointed in my decisions, I feel like they would look down on me if they see you as my choice and probably laugh at me
Anaya was shocked to hear all the hurtful words Bilal said
Well you are right what’s best for the people you look up to may not be best for you and yes they would be disappointed and all but what is the essence of impressing anyone at the causes of your happiness, your decisions might be applauded but only you will face it’s consequences, why don’t you choose for your self for your own sake , is your life going to be about them or about you . In fact who are the them. . Is it your parents who had lived there life’s already or is it your siblings who have their own stories to write, or your friends who will only empathize with you when you are suffering from your wrong decisions or the people in your community who will judge you without knowing your story or the society that demands for unrealistic expectations from you, what about you , what you want , what makes you feel like you.
Bilal think about this if you can’t present me to the world then you don’t deserve to be with me , if you made up your mind you know where to find me but I will never sneak around to se you ever again good bye Bilal. Anaya walks out filled up with pain and anger in her heart wishing she never had to deal with all these , she’s trying so hard to believe in herself, to hold up her self esteem, to be the girl she wants to be but it’s just so hard with people rejecting her and making things hard for her . Am I really that ugly she thought to herself even if I am is it such a bad thing? Did I choose to be ugly, after all am a good person and have been nothing but good , am so tired from trying am so exhausted .
