The Buried Words.

Part 25| Perfect (thought/prose)

Perfect

I'm still too young but I experienced this. I saw one of my friends suffering from retainers, braces and a lot of injections that she hated. When I asked her why she had to endure the pain, she said she hated how her teeth look more.

I saw another friend crying her eyes out, afraid of taking the school picture because she said she wasn't beautiful enough.

I saw a girl getting bullied and body shamed because she had some fat under her skin.

And a perfectly good boy tired that no matter how much he eats, he's still skinny.

I know a girl who always straightens her hair because she's afraid of what people will think when they see her tight curls.

I saw a friend so mad and angry because of her stretch marks, but it's not like she can cut them.

I myself used to hate my nose and smile and nails but I am not ashamed to admit it now. I hated it all. And my friends hated something about them. I bet you do too. You don't have to change a thing at all!

The girl who hated her teeth has the perfect body.

The one who was afraid of her own reflection in a photo has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.

The girl that was called fat has a long, silky, blond hair.

And the skinny boy, he is the kindest I know.

The curly head has the best nails

The girl with stretch marks is my best friend.

And even though my flaws are still the same, I make sentences come alive.

Whatever bad you see in you, look for the good too. Trust me, you weren't born perfect but you can build perfection within you. You might not look the best but show me who is, and if you find who is, ask him or her if they actually love themselves. You're good enough and you can even be better, just believe in yourself.

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26th of June, 2020

-MariamElkondakly