I once read somewhere that the day a child grows is the day the child becomes self-conscious. The world isn’t exactly the nicest place and it’s sad that one has to deal with insecurities.

You went to school happily that day, ready to take on the world shine like the star you were beginning to think you were. Not until the list was published. A long list of girls were published, from the most beautiful to the ugliest. With shaky hands, you collected the list from your seatmate and to your horror, your name was at the bottom of the list.

You went to the people who were responsible for the list and asked why your name was at the bottom, and you were told big lips, shaved head and spotted skin wasn’t exactly fashionable. You remember crying yourself to sleep.

Published by AderemiChukwu

I love writing, I'm an equalist and a strong promoter of egalitarianism and Feminism. I hope to touch lives and make an impact in this world. I'm the next big thing.❤

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