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Perfectly Impefect

Short story By: idinoluv

I'm not perfect. I'm just me.

Submitted:Feb 21, 2012    Reads: 109    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

My name is Avery. I am 12 years old, 5' 3" tall, and I weigh 210 lbs. I'm not what most people would call beautiful. I just wish people would see me differently. I want to be considered pretty. I want to have lots o friends. I want to have a boyfriend. If you saw my life now you would say it was great. But that's because you can't see what goes on at my house, when I'm all alone, and you don't know how I feel. I'm made fun of, laughed at, people say I'm annoying and don't want to be my friend. I always thought it was something I was doing wrong. Something I could change, or get rid of and everything would instantly change. Everyone would want to be my friend. Guys would throw themselves at me. I would be pretty. But I can't change my personality, the things that make me laugh, the fact that I am afraid of the dark and that I hate scary movies. I cn't change me. I am writing this because now I realize that no matter what I try to change about myself, I'll still be me. I am strong because I am weak. I am beautiful because I know my flaws. I am a lover becauseI am a fighter. I am fearless because I have been afraid. I am wise because I have been foolish. I can laugh because I have known saddness. I am Beautiful ME.


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