I’ve grown up listening to the whispers and assumptions and the questions. I was used to being laughed at and feeling like an outcast. I saw having a difference as a negative thing until I tried to cover my birthmark with makeup. I left the store in tears because I didn’t recognize myself. It took me until the summer before 8th grade to realize that my birthmark is a part of me that makes me who I am. It was on that day I decided to always let my true color shine through.
Now I am 16 and an aspiring musician who wants to show that world that our idea or normal and perfect is an illusion. Having a difference can’t stop you from chasing your dreams and reaching them. We were all made the way we are for a reason, and it’s beautiful. That’s the message I want everyone to hear.