In my 14's

I am an average girl. Not thin but fat.
I am an average girl, to whom you can say not fair but dark.
I am an average girl, whose brother was a topper and i was just a 75 percent avenger student.
But I loved my family not like an average but like every typical beautiful, thin and topper girl.
I tried to make my father feel proud of me, but like that average girl I failed. Everyday when I woke up to go to school I woke up saying I am one day older and soon I will be out of this school, which was a hell for me.
I was an average girl who was always rejected to be the part of the dance,just saying I don't dance well. I would always have just a friend who was really preety and cute. Boys used to approach me only for one thing, and that was for my that preety friend. I grew up this way, trying to meet my parents expectations, my outer expectations and my inner expectations of becoming what I wasn't. I had my space, just the me time only in my washroom and that too for 10 minutes. If the time exceeded then like the other moms, my mom used to yell at me.
At school I developed a phobia of public reading. Yes I could not read loudly because as soon as I miss pronounced a single word, whole class would rudely repeat it to correct me. More the noise and more I would loose my self confidence.
I used to get 10 rs as my monthly pocket money. 10 would be for 5rs samosa and extra 5rs for emergency. My friends used to buy food but all what I could afford was just a samosa, in a month, if anyone would ask me to join them to the canteen, my usual answer would be, ' i hate oily stuff' or just ' I am full and can not have anything more'. Life was awesome and so wasn't I. I accepted the fact that if you are not beautiful and a wise topper then you do not deserve to be born.
It was my 10th board exam results and I knew I would have to struggle more. I scored 80% but my parents said, if I worked little harder I would have scored a little more, they were not satisfied but I was happy in my space, i mean in my 10 minutes of washroom time.
A new phase started, a new life which was a rat race with never ending expectations and I started my new life with much more average problems to be faced. My new love life began, I met a boy name Rahul , cute and funny. I stated believing that he will be my hubby to be. Everything was like a fairy tale until that day.....!