Descriptive Essay About A Beautiful Girl

I was jealous of Kayla Woodson from the moment I realized that for everyone, an individual’s physical appearance was much more important than his or her character. Kayla was one of those individuals. She was one of those pretty girls who got whatever she wanted. Everybody treated her like a princess, showering her with various gifts and attention. She was considered to be the most beautiful girl around my town and in my school and whenever she came to school, she was always in the arms of a different boy. According to me, she was a bully who harassed other girls who weren’t “pretty enough” to be a part of her clique. She was awfully mean to most of the girls in school. How did that make her beautiful? Was having a pretty face all one needed to be called beautiful?
When I was younger, I was more of a tomboy. I was someone who chuckled when my mother would advise me to wash my hair with red mud so that is could be shiny, silky and …show more content…
It was raining profusely. The sky and large clouds were tar-black, just like Kayla’s hair. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier and the roofs of the cars danced with spray. The tapping on the school windows soon became a pitter-patter. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. The minute I entered my school building, I received the breaking news. “Kayla has Eloped! She was only sixteen!”- the gossip spread like fire around the whole town. Everywhere I went, all I could hear were muffled whispers about Kayla which sounded like the buzzing of a swarm of bees. While everyone was more concerned about "which boy?", I was more concerned about "how did this happen?" and “why did this happen?”. Few people said it was the boy who used to frequently drop her to school in his shiny silver Mercedes or Ferrari while others said it was the one who she used to be seen with at the