miércoles, 6 de octubre de 2010

Mirror... [Sept. 22]

I think that everybody ask themselves that if the person that they see in the mirror is really who they are; at least, I did it. When I was like 10 years old, I passed so much time seeing my reflection in the mirror, asking myself “she’s really me?” I saw she grow, I saw she change, I saw she cry, I saw she smile, I saw she scream, I saw everything of her but, sometimes, I still asking myself if she’s really me. I know she’s just a ‘case’, the real me is inside of that case.
I heard that the human wanna know everything about his body, because is the only thing that you have since you born until you die; and it’s true. We pass, at least, 8 hours (of each 12) thinking about our appearance, specially the girls. For example, you wake up in the morning and what’s the first thing that we do? Go to the bathroom and see yourself in the mirror, then you say something like “Oh my God! Look my hair, is a disaster!” Or for the people that doesn’t have hair “Oh my God! I look like a zombie!” After that, you wash your face, your teeth; you brush your hair, etc. So when we see ourselves in the mirror again, you smile and think “Ok, so much better” and you look for the clothes that you gonna use. Once you look at the mirror and think you look good, you can go to your school, work, office or work interview.
I also think that some people have to stop of thinking about themselves every time, because they’re forgetting to see that other people, even their family and friends, which need their help. In my case, I’m completely different. I prefer to help everybody than think about me, and some people said me that that’s not good, but I don’t care about it. I passed all my life being like that and I don’t think that I gonna change that now. That’s just my opinion, nothing less nothing more.

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