Raegan
I sat in front of my vanity, body wrapped in a towel and just stared at myself. Summer has been working on my hair and make-up for the past two hours, getting ready to go to my mom and dad’s house for my birthday dinner. She did a natural curl to my hair and pinned it back so it was half up and half down, a style that fits well with the shape of my face. She wanted to go heavy on my make-up, but I insisted on a more natural approach. This was my parents’ house after all, not the night club she was taking me to tonight.
I was never one to try extra to make myself look a certain way. I have always taken my looks at face value. People have always told me I was a beautiful girl, but I always thought it was something they said out of respect. I had never seen myself as someone who was
