My Story

  19 years ago, I was a little girl who just wanted to play and do everything with my friends and family. I relied on them for most of my childhood days because I felt I couldn't stand alone. I didn't also know who I was at that time. I know that I am my name, but that's it. I don't know what I want to eat or wear. I always asked their opinion about me, and it became my reality. Growing up, I always knew I was ugly because they said you are ugly when you have black skin, so I always have that in my head. Whenever someone told me he had a crush on me, I didn't believe it and thought he was playing to my feelings. One time, I met this handsome guy because he had fair skin. He is popular in our school for that. It would never come to mind that he would approach me and tell me that he had a crush on me. At first, I ignored him because I knew he was playing and had an attitude of a playboy. Whatever he tells or does to me, I will never think of it romantically because I