Before reading: All character depicted are 18+, this short story can be read by 16+ due to no actual description of sex but it is cut short. No way do i consent copying or reselling my work.
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Coming home at around 7 in the evening after a walk around the campus. I hopped into the bathroom and took a shower cleaning off all the dust from the city wind. I had no knowledge that you were going to visit me during the semester break I was having but it seemed that just as I was in the bathroom looking at my reflection in the mirror after my shower, I couldn’t help but tear up.
It was like this at times. I didn’t really appreciate how the stretch marks had hugged at my skin around my tummy, neither did i appreciate how pink and torn my skin looked or at times how I felt that my hips were too wide. Having to deal with insecurities like this from a young age made thoughts like this bring me to tears, I knew that these are some things that should have dissolved through time, but it gave me difficulties trying to overcome it.