Beauty is in the Eyes of Society


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Beauty is in the Eyes of Society

Growing up, I was never skinny; my skin was dark and all I wanted was to be pretty.

I was 10; looking at magazines, seeing all of the skinny girls

 all dressed up in designer clothes and pearls.

I asked my mom “Is this how “pretty” is supposed to be?”

I cried myself to sleep at night because I knew it would never be me.

But then I got older; I told myself “This is your life; you might as well make the most of it.” So, I made a vow to love myself bit by bit.

It’s still hard at times, I do admit, I still think of myself as just the girl with the wide smile and a personality full of whit.

That’s not necessarily a bad thing but something I had to learn to accept.

I began to talk to my family more in depth.

They told me that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

I didn’t know what this meant at first but then I got older.

To this day, I still lay my head of my mom’s shoulder

I can hear her whisper, “Don’t cry honey, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” 


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