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
Untitled.
April 22, 2011
Sometimes I take off my glasses and look at myself in the mirror.
My flaws become invisible like stars in daylight.
Is it supposed to be that way?
Maybe God make my eyes weak so my imperfections would look perfect, or so my imperfections would not matter?
I like it that way.
I laugh, step on my glasses, and think: I can still see my smile.
© Shirley Y., Metuchen, NJ
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
