I_m the Most Beautiful Girl in My Family_ but I Wasn_t Born That Way
Sep 25, 2026 · 18 min · 17 segments
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Hi, I'm Anastasia, and I'm 14.
My parents have always been incredibly good-looking, and my older sister Catherine is basically the definition of a dream girl.
A family full of gorgeous people, except for me.
Ever since I was little, I've been chubby, with crooked teeth and a round face, the exact opposite of everyone else in my family.
My parents never once made me feel like there was something wrong with me.
They adored me.
I was simply their beloved daughter, and they spoiled me in every way they could.
Catherine was never jealous of any of it.
She cared about me, helped me with my homework, and even stood up for me whenever someone's joke went too far.
I was pretty popular in school.
The life of the party, you could say.
I told stories and knew how to make my classmates laugh.
They loved hanging out with me and teasingly called me Donut.
It sounded harmless enough, and I acted like I didn't care.
Even the popular girls were friends with me.
We used to sit together at lunch.
But deep down, I understood that being friends with me worked in their favor.
Next to me, they looked even more beautiful.
And that was only half the problem.
The truth was, no one really saw me as a girl.
I was more like... a pet, or the comic relief.
Guys asked literally everyone else out, but never me.
I never got compliments.
No one texted me late at night.
And what hurt the most was that my crush, Justin, saw me as nothing more than the funny girl.
Hi, I'm Anastasia, and I'm 14.
My parents have always been incredibly good-looking, and my older sister Catherine is basically the definition of a dream girl.
A family full of gorgeous people, except for me.
Ever since I was little, I've been chubby, with crooked teeth and a round face, the exact opposite of everyone else in my family.
My parents never once made me feel like there was something wrong with me.
They adored me.
I was simply their beloved daughter, and they spoiled me in every way they could.
Catherine was never jealous of any of it.
She cared about me, helped me with my homework, and even stood up for me whenever someone's joke went too far.
I was pretty popular in school.
The life of the party, you could say.
I told stories and knew how to make my classmates laugh.
They loved hanging out with me and teasingly called me Donut.
It sounded harmless enough, and I acted like I didn't care.
Even the popular girls were friends with me.
We used to sit together at lunch.
But deep down, I understood that being friends with me worked in their favor.
Next to me, they looked even more beautiful.
And that was only half the problem.
The truth was, no one really saw me as a girl.
I was more like... a pet, or the comic relief.
Guys asked literally everyone else out, but never me.
I never got compliments.
No one texted me late at night.
And what hurt the most was that my crush, Justin, saw me as nothing more than the funny girl.
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