Glory Ann Rosario
EN40SC
Ms Young
Sept. 25, 2017
Ugly Duckling
“Glory looks like a Chinese mongoloid,” was what Anne said. Probably the worst insult I’ve heard from anyone. Also the one that really sparked my insecurities. All throughout my life, I was unbothered with comments such as that. Then grade nine came and somehow, that comment made me an insecure young girl. This experience help me learn to be careful with my words as it can affect one’s life. Not only that, I also learned to appreciate what I had and who I had.
Anger was starting to fill me up. Seeing Anne at school caused my blood to boil and my heart to feel the atrocious pain from the stabs she left me. Despite all that I decided to be mature and treat her the same after all. …show more content…
This guy liked me from grade seven to ten, aka, the ugly stages of Glory. I decided to give him a shot, thinking he’d last. Although, as soon as people found out, his friends began telling him things that made me wish I was deaf for a day. “Hahaha..why Glory? She’s pretty ugly,” was what Tyler said with such enthusiasm. Being me, I had to maintain the strong image I had, therefore acting like I did not care at all. However, it left my ears ringing for days, those words echoing in my brain every single minute. I felt tears in my tear ducts, yawning to fool everyone the tears were from the yawn as I wipe away. All these words were starting to haunt me slowly, unconscious of it …show more content…
Pus-filled bumps started spreading around my whole face, dark eye bags under my eyes from sleepless nights, muffin top when I wore jeans from all the greasy food I ate. I felt mentally and physically horrible. Despite all that I had to wear this happy mask on my face, in order to save myself from the embarrassment of telling people what the problem was. Things got worst when I began to distance myself from the people that I love most. I hated my family for feeling abandoned. Hearing the compliments my siblings received caused my face to be flushed. Seeing my friends happy, I felt burning sensations in my stomach, my nails digging into my palm from clenching it. Everyone noticed when I was angry. Though when I’m asked, the only thing that pops in my head is to say “nothing.” I should be happy for all of them but I wasn’t at all. I knew there was a problem but I hated to admit
EN40SC
Ms Young
Sept. 25, 2017
Ugly Duckling
“Glory looks like a Chinese mongoloid,” was what Anne said. Probably the worst insult I’ve heard from anyone. Also the one that really sparked my insecurities. All throughout my life, I was unbothered with comments such as that. Then grade nine came and somehow, that comment made me an insecure young girl. This experience help me learn to be careful with my words as it can affect one’s life. Not only that, I also learned to appreciate what I had and who I had.
Anger was starting to fill me up. Seeing Anne at school caused my blood to boil and my heart to feel the atrocious pain from the stabs she left me. Despite all that I decided to be mature and treat her the same after all. …show more content…
This guy liked me from grade seven to ten, aka, the ugly stages of Glory. I decided to give him a shot, thinking he’d last. Although, as soon as people found out, his friends began telling him things that made me wish I was deaf for a day. “Hahaha..why Glory? She’s pretty ugly,” was what Tyler said with such enthusiasm. Being me, I had to maintain the strong image I had, therefore acting like I did not care at all. However, it left my ears ringing for days, those words echoing in my brain every single minute. I felt tears in my tear ducts, yawning to fool everyone the tears were from the yawn as I wipe away. All these words were starting to haunt me slowly, unconscious of it …show more content…
Pus-filled bumps started spreading around my whole face, dark eye bags under my eyes from sleepless nights, muffin top when I wore jeans from all the greasy food I ate. I felt mentally and physically horrible. Despite all that I had to wear this happy mask on my face, in order to save myself from the embarrassment of telling people what the problem was. Things got worst when I began to distance myself from the people that I love most. I hated my family for feeling abandoned. Hearing the compliments my siblings received caused my face to be flushed. Seeing my friends happy, I felt burning sensations in my stomach, my nails digging into my palm from clenching it. Everyone noticed when I was angry. Though when I’m asked, the only thing that pops in my head is to say “nothing.” I should be happy for all of them but I wasn’t at all. I knew there was a problem but I hated to admit