Hidden identity

I was really scared to put off my mask when I was instructed to by Mr fakeye. Young lady, I order you to take off that mask immediately he shouted. My hands shivered as I took off the mask, suddenly I heard a thunderous sounds of laughter from my classmates. I was extremely ashamed of my self, and my only wish was for the ground to open and swallow me up. I looked into Mr fakeye's eyes with so much pain and hatred. I am experiencing this great humiliation all because of him. I couldn't stop the tears that flowed down my cheeks, that very day was the worst day of my life. He left the class with joy and satisfaction, and the class didn't stop the fun, instead they made it worse, some even came to my desk to pour muds of ridicules on my face. That day was a long day for me, i was praying for the closing period so I could run home. Finally, after what it seemed like ages the school ended and I immediately took my bag and luckily for me I saw my personal driver who I ordered to take me home. He saw from my mood that I wasn't happy and he tried his best to cheer me up, but that wasn't enough to erase the memories of the shame and humiliation I had faced earlier. When I got home, I ran straight into my room and locked the door. I spent the whole day weeping, my nanny knew something was wrong and she knocked on the door endlessly, when she saw I wasn't ready to open up she left the door and told me not to see myself as an unfortunate being, because I was greater than what people think of me. I was tired of the world, depression and loneliness became my life time companion, life is so unfair. I was used to being bully right from the time I had that terrible accident, I changed my school almost everytime because of the stigmatization from the students. I had even thought of committing suicide legion of times, and sometimes went extra mile to attempt. It was a difficult battle to face the crowd. I saw myself as an ugly monster and I had destroyed all the mirrors In my room. Mom saw that I detested anything that will make me remember the scar on my face and she made sure there was nothing that was going to show the reflection of my face. Mom got me a beautiful mask inorder to reduce the shame and mockery from people, and it was a great idea. I felt like my real self until today's incident that Mr fakeye reopened the my shame and anxiety. Was it now a crime to leave with a scar? I never planned to be involved in that accident, can't I be normal like everyone else. I kept on asking questions, even though I knew I wouldn't get any answers. Mom had sternly begged me not to think of killing myself, because she wouldn't be able to survive it. I always remember those words she always tell me, and I used it to calm myself everytime I was depressed or lonely. 'Beauty Johnson you are the most beautiful person in the world, mama loves you very much, grand ma and grandpa cherish your existence. Aunty Nene is happy you are here and uncle Tom is always going to cheer you up.' I repeatedly said those words to myself untill I slept off. Mom came back later that evening and after much pleads, I stood up and opened the door. Mom I can't go back to that school again I said to her in tears. She immediately knew what was wrong with me. She brought me closer to herself and drew me into a tight hug. It's fine my Princess, you are not only going to change your school but we are relocating to London. My mom said. I was extremely happy, finally,I will leave this hell. My mom, nanny and the driver were the only one who never cared about how I look or the huge scar on my face. You are the best mom in the whole universe mom, I happily hugged my lovely mom. My name is Beauty Johnson. The only child of my single mom miss Rachel Johnson. My mom got pregnant out of wedlock when she was 19, and my dad disappeared into thin air when he got the news. Although, my grandparents weren't happy when they found out but the forgave her and accepted her back. You might be wondering how I got the big scar on the left side of my face but that will be a topic for another day. My angel, now come to the dinner and eat, I made your favourite. Mom said. I jumped excitedly and went with her to have my dinner.