A Face Only a Mother Can Love

A FACE ONLY A MOTHER CAN LOVE

Hi! I’m Gretta. And you heard it right. I have a face only a mother can love. Every time I look in the mirror, it’s as if my reflection can’t even dare to look at me! Oh terrible! And what more? It’s not only the mirror who hates me and this face, so as the school.

“May I sit here?” I asked and sat quietly on my own. But when I lifted my head, ‘where are they?’ I thought. For when I came, away they walked. And what to do next? Just stand up silently and walk placidly and—“Oh! I’m so sorry.” I just bumped into my ultimate crush, John! He stared at me. Oh so romantic! Or maybe not.

 “Watch where you’re going, freak!” And that just crushed my heart!

And who on earth could I blame for all of this? Not my mom of course. My father? Oh, my father… He died the day he saw my face! Oh…See? See how terrible I am?

Wait. Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Did you hear that? I guess that’s—

“G-R-E-T-T-A!! What are you doing there again?! Didn’t I tell you to clean this mess?! And there you are instead murmuring to yourself again! Get back to work!”

“Y-e-s, mother.” Oh… Don’t mind her. I’m used to it.

“Gretta! Yoohoo! Gretta!” Wait. Did you hear that? That’s…That’s… Maggie… You know my elder sister. Well, she’s very pretty. And she’s got lots of hot dates too. While me? Not one!

“Gretta, come here quickly!”

“Yes Maggie. Coming!”

“Shh… Not so loud. Now listen. There’s this guy who often calls me in the phone. Well he has a terrible voice. And now he’s asking me out.”

“And what does that have to do with me?”

“Well. Let’s see. He is terrible. You are terrible. You click! So now, go and dress up!” “But— .” Oh now. What to wear?

“ Hurry up Gretta!”

Oh… This is horrible..

This one? Nope.. Ahah! This one! I’d better hurry! Bye everyone!

Lalalalala.. I’m home! Where is everybody? Hmm… “G-R-E-T-T-A!! Didn’t I tell you to clean this mess?! And why are you dressed up like that?!”

“Well mother, I think I’m in love!”...