Doll Face

Date: 7/15/2017

I was wearing this porcelain doll mask as I went on my day. It was a typical doll face, except the lips were slightly smiling. No one seemed to notice, though. I didn't talk. Not even when my a group of my bullies harassed me, or when I talked to my deadbeat father. Then, I came home and walked into the bathroom. I removed the mask to reveal that I had tear scars- literally, scars on my cheeks in the shape of tear lines. As I stared at myself I continued to sob, before I suddenly punched the mirror. Then I woke up.