Beauty's Not Everything - But Sometime's It Helps (Originally Called

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Most People Love The Way They Are, The Way They Look.

They Loved The Color Of Their Skin, The Texture Of Their Hair.

Not Me.

I Hated Me. I Hated Everything About Me. Your Probably Thinking.. There Must Be ONE Thing I Liked About Myself. There Isn't. I Was Physically Sick Everytime I Looked In The Mirror. Why Had God Cursed Me With The Looks Of A Dog? Did He Want Me To Suffer? I Asked Myself These Question Nearly Ever Day, And Never Got A Single Answer In Return.

Many Days I Refused To Walk Down The Road, The People Walking In The Street Would Laugh Or Torment Me. Once I Made A Little Girl Cry, I Never Left The House The Rest Of That Week. You Might Be Thinking, She Can't Look That Bad... I Really Did.

My Skin Was Black, Not Brown. Not Even Dark Brown. My Nose Was Flat, My Lips Were Decent Looking. I Stood At 5'11, Skinny... No Bum, No Breast. I Looked Like This>>> l . Your Right, I Didn't Get Any Attention From Boys, Not That I Wanted Any Looking Like Something Off Of ROOTS. :/ I Had Only Moved Here A Year Ago From Jamaica, And Never Wished To Have Been Some Place Else As Much As I Did Now.

My Name Is Roshawna, Im 13 Years Old And This Is My New Life.