I was born into this life, to care, to love, to worry, to talk, to give my advice. I was like any other person although I didn't know it but at age 3 I got alopecia. Which means you will loose hair in some places. I got picked on, laughed at, joked on, bullied, and everything else. but sometimes you have to smile and laugh and move on from the past. Sometimes you have to forget what hurt you and remember the good times and don't regret anything because life is to short to worry about the past. I was in sixth grade when it first really started. The bullying the name calling. I walked in Bonaire middle thinking it would be different thinking no one would care that I had no hair thinking they will accept me for who I am not for what I look like. But you have to know that what you look like doesn't matter. Sometimes you have to realize that nothing matters only your character.
