[For the full enjoyment of reading these stories, read at night, close your lights, and don't look at the corner of your eyes...]
"Good morning" I wave to my neighbors. Hi, my name is (*!£×_!@) and I'm always smiling, why? Because when I can smile, I can make other smile, and seeing others smile keeps me smiling.
"Mama, why is the weird man smiling again, doesn't he know no one likes him?" The mother looks at the kid in shock and pulls him back into the house.
Yes, I'm the weird guy, I was born with a ugly face, it wasn't my fault and I never blamed anyone else for it. I stand proud with my chest held up high.
I like to walk around where it's most crowded with people, some people look at me in disgust, others look away, but I keep smiling.
"Hello, Hey, How are you, Nice shoes, ooo I like yo-"
I flying hot dog slaps right across my face. There's ketchup all over my face. I turn an its two dudes, pointing and laughing at me.
"Get outta here you freak, there's children here who don't wanna be traumatized, stay at home in your room so even your mother doesn't have to look at you!" they shouted and laughed, no one cared to stop them.
"Oh I'm sorry, your right, I'll put on a mask, and let me pay for your hotdog" I wiped my face with my shirt and put on a mask to cover most of my face. I reached my back pocket and pulled out my wallet.
"Disgusting, keep your money, I don't want to catch whatever disease you have" they said walking away into the crowd.
I looked inside my wallet, only a few bucks, probably not even enough to pay for the hot dog. I put the wallet back in my pocket and continued walking.
I made my way, walking down the street, where's my destination, well actually it's to meet the most wonderful person in the world, and here she comes.
"Hey, took you long enough, why are you wearing a mask?" She looked at me with her bright blue eyes and shining blond hair, her skin as pale as snow.
"C'mon lets go, I want to show you some places!" she grabbed my hand and started dragging me along. My heart was racing and I was able to freely put on a genuine smile.
But it was all fake, she wasn't who I depicted was, she was a scoundrel, and liar, but it was my fault, I should've realized.
Walking home with bruises all over my body, I wanted to swear, curse, but I had to smile, the only thing that keeps me happy is if I can manage to make someone happy.
I get on my PC and open up my Social Medias, this is where I can truly shine, I have genuine friends on here, even though we haven't seen each other face to face, they understand me.
I chatted with these people a lot and we were all having fun, untill, they asked all of us to do a face reveal. I was hesitant, but there was no way these friends I had know for so long would leave me.
Seen, Read, Blocked, after showing my face, they all became distant, we were so close, I helped them out when they needed someone to talk, why did they treat me this way to, I didn't understand. I burst into tears, weeping with a low raspy voice.
I decided to go to sleep, I'll try better tomorrow, I'll be a better person, I'm sure someone will acknowledge my effort one day.
I woke up, said good morning to my neighbors, and made my way down town. But on my way down town, I saw a homeless person, they were asleep but they seem to be having a rough time.
I checked my wallet, only a couple bucks, but maybe, with this couple bucks, this persons life can be better, so I took all my cash out and put it in the cup.
I feel great, I did a good thing, and I walked with my chest up again. As I was walking, this kid looked like he was getting beat up by some bullies in an ally.
I sprinted towards the alleyway and started waving my hand yelling, my voice raspy and quiet. One of the kids turned around and jumped.
"Oh shit its a fucking monster, nah I'm out" and he sprinted, the others turned and did the same. I'm glad that ended well, I'm not much of a fighter, but my face saved this boy, so it was good for...
"Go away, what the hell are you, I don't want to get eaten" be boy scurried up and limped away. It's fine, im hideous, but I'm glad he didn't get himself anymore injured.
I left the alleyway and made my way back home, the sun was setting and I could see the beautiful red sky that reflected on the river. But on a bridge over the river stood a girl on the ledge. She was planning to jump, people under the bridge are yelling at her.
I ran to the bridge, I had to do something or else something bad might happen to her. I made it onto the bridge and got close enough for hearing range and yelled at her.
"Stop, don't do it, it isn't worth it"
She turned around and saw me, she shook in fear and lost her grip, falling all the way, and hitting the river with a crack. Blood soon filling the spot where she fell.
No, no what have I done. People from under the bridge looked up and saw me. They were shaking, with fear and anger.
"You, you thing, you got my daughter killed, I'll fucking kill you!" A man yelled at me.
No, I didn't mean to, I swear I was only trying to help. Police had arrived at the scene and noticed people yelling at me, and after they had a good look at my face, pinned me to the ground and cuffed me.
Why, why is this happening to me, I just wanted to help, I just want to be happy like everyone else to, I weep with half my face smooshed to the ground.
"You are convicted to three months in Jail"
The judge realized it was an accident but with no lawyer willing to back me up, I was forced to be charge with a stupid crime.
Officers took me to a cell and shoved me in. I fell to my knees, I'm a convicted criminal now, I'll never be able to get a job. I started to sob, what else could I do but sob.
Three months after getting out of jail, with much more bruises then when I first arrived. Rumors went around saying I killed a young girl, and even the other convicts found me disgusting, which led to me getting the shit beat out of me everyday.
I made my way home, graffiti and signs all over. "Die Monster", "Go away", "You are a disease", "You were born evil", "Freak", I made my way to the door and opened it using the key hidden under the bashed up mat.
"Mom, I'm ho-"
"Get out" My mom at the kitchen table with a knife in her hand
I froze in shock "What, wait mom stop"
"GET OUT, I HAVE NO SON" My mom screamed at me pointing her knife at me
"Why mom" I fell to my knees and started to sob
"Why can't I be happy to"
She looked at me with disgust
"Because you were never suppose to be born, you were mistake" she charged at me, ready to stab my with the knife, but she slipped on the wet floor from my tears, and stabbed herself.
"Mom? MOM, MOM DON'T DIE, PLEA-"
"Don't touch me, you-you killed me you freak~" she said with a weak voice, those were her last words before she died.
A face, not even a mother could love, I started cackling with tears running down my eyes, slowly turning red, I cried so much blood had to replace all the tears.
The police and law are definitely going to convict me of murder, but I don't care, I'm finally smiling, it's so funny, I was playing a fool being the good guy, I was meant to be a monster.
Blood runs down his ugly face, a massive grin from cheek to cheek, using the knife he killed his mother with. A man lurks around cackling, at night, the police haven't caught him yet, but be warned, this isn't a man anymore, he isn't human, this thing is a monster.