Chapter 1

Shiyah a girl who grew up believing that beauty shines from within not from the outside, was quickly shutdown for uplifting women even if they did not meet the beauty standards of men.

"Why should I force such harsh diets on myself just to empress men?" She constantly asked this to herself, but the question till this day has not been answered.

She was forced into a world of seclusion. Why? Well that question is fairly easy, its because she doesn't meet the criteria of society. Too short, too chubby, skins too dark, eyes too small these are all things she could not help but was still shunned by society.

" Why must I changed?" She cried. Must I be attracted to b love by my own parents. "Momma? please look at me as how you would with my sister and brother! Don't push me away too!"

Even with her pleading she was still shut out. By her mom, brother, and sister too. She learned at a young age that there was no true love in this world.

"If your lucky your pierced can help you get a job." her sister said.

"Ugh your too ugly ho are you even my sister! You must be adopted. that's the only explanation", he sneared.

The only one who has shown any sincerity and love was my father. Such a gentle and kind hearted man. He's never once showed digest or malice towards me, only pure love for hi youngest daughter. He died two weeks before my birthday. A car crash, everyone blamed me for his death. They said if he was never influenced by a girl such as myself he could have lived longer. I started to believe that.

Soon after my mom moved me to the attic hoping they would see me as less as possible. They brought my food to me twice a day, sometimes once a day depending on there moods. It was nothing but left over anyways.

If I had just became prettier, would they treat me nicer. Would my dad still be alive? Was it really my fault? These questions lingered in my head more than I would have wanted. It was all I could think about. Does happiness truly reside with beauty.

Or has beauty corrupted our minds. My sister had fair skin, puppy like eyes, luscious long hair, and a body so thin it could fly away at any given time. If-

If I were more like her things would be different. If I WERE her life would be different. This right! I must be like her! Or perhaps be her...

I've learned that beauty is nothing more than the devil hiding in human skin. I've decided I shall become the devil. Because just like everyone else I ant the advantage that isn't handed to everyone by birth. I want beauty whether I get it myself, or forcefully take it. Yes, beauty is truly the devils mark, the mark of evil...

To be continued

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