All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Who I Am
I looked in the mirror the day i was getting ready for school and noticed something, a flaw. I glanced closer and thought i was a monster.. not just for my looks but because i think I'm a mess. I soon check and see it is almost 6:55 and my bus will be coming soon, so i go and get a shower.
I see myself in the mirror again not only was i questioning who i was but questioning how I am the way I am? I went into my bedroom and got a different shirt on because i seem to never be able to decide on what shirt I'm gonna wear. I look at the time and it's 7:10 The bus was down the road about half a block. I look over at my brother who is a spitting image of me, he seems to hate me at this moment so i look at him in silence. The bus pulls up and I sit down on the bus in my seat and play a certain song that usualy makes me think.
As i listened to this song on the way to school I thought about my flaws and i was still confused on why i am not happy about myself. Soon our bus driver dropped us off at the school, i walked into school and looked straight. I didn't talk for a the day thill 3rd period came. My friend had came up too me and asked
"Are you okay?". I looked at her and said "No i am unhappy with what i see in the mirror.. what i look like."
My friend soon got up and said "It doesnt matter who you are or what you look like, your flaws make you who you are just know that."
By then it was time to go to 4th period. I realized that what she said was true, you who you are is perfect and then i knew who i was and what made me ,me.

Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
What truely inspired me too write this was my friend, ahe always reminds me that im perfect with flaws and that it doesnt matter if you're weird or different what matters is that you like yourself.