The Scar


My family and I used to go to the movies a lot. We still do that now and then. I remember when I was 10 and we went to see Fantastic Four. The movie was really good, but the thing that made an impact on my mom was the scar on Victor’s face.

I used to go to a summer art and craft day camp. Some people were mean (obviously, kids are evil) and I took some of those mean words really seriously.  On the car ride home, I told my mom “she said my jar was ugly” and she responded “remember the scar”.

And what is the scar obsession I mention before? One day after feeling really sad about a comment someone said, she told me “Ew Orly, you have a hideous scar in your cheek”. I was shocked, she was lying to me. And I told her that, I asked her why she was lying. My face was perfectly fine, and she told me it had a scar!  She finally told me that people will make up stuff to bring you down. So what if this girl doesn’t like how I painted my jar, or if I didn’t use enough glitter. There will always be someone around who will make up a scar to make you feel inferior, and it’s up to you to believe in that or not.

You are strong, you are independent. You are a powerful girl whose only obstacle is how you react. Ignore them, and always remember the scar, the thing that supposedly  has to bring you down, but it really won’t.

“You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there’s still going to be somebody who hates peaches.”
Ditta Von Tesse

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