Question

I need help, it will be fun for those who are writers

Please help me write a short story about a scar or something that changed someone’s life

this is my FINAL

Answer 1

Here's the story I wrote it fast so sorry if it doesn't make sense:

I feel the sun beat on my face as I peel my eyes open once more. I thank mother earth for blessing me with a new day. Rising in the morning makes my days feel fruitful. I look down at my arm and see a long discolored scar and my sickly pale skin. I can't believe I used to hide this part of me. I used to be ashamed of my cancer but now I see it as beautiful. I see myself as beautiful. In my last days, I see this curious world with new eyes. I wonder what I will do today. I think of all of the adventures I could have on such a nice fresh day.

Answer 2

Annie was your ordinary girl... almost but there was something different about her somethings that nobody could see but it truly affected her. She was suffered from tics Most people wouldn’t understand her struggles of her everyday life so instead they bullied her for when the teachers helped her with her disability. She got sick and sick of it, it soon started to rip her apart physically and mentally. She thought that she was an outcast and didn’t deserve anything and she wished she could simply remove herself from the world. She believed she was too weak to actually harm herself so she cried every time she tried to bring a knife to her skin. She wasn’t scared of dying but to experience pain of blood sinking out of her skin. This made her feel so pathetic. She ended up isolating herself from everybody. She screamed at teacher when they tried to give her help. Soon her mom made her go to a therapist when she told her mom it didn’t help her mom forced her to go under something new, pills. She started holding her feelings in everything she even started failing. She never cleaned her room or anything. Her mom started yelling at her on the daily. Her mom started to blame it on her. The daughter began to get sick of it so on her freshman year, with anger she thought “fine mom I’ll listen to you” and overdosed on her pills.