Deborah sometimes ago wishes she was born ugly, because many people considered me to be beautiful. This may sound pretentious but from experiences and fact gather, has made me believe that this is how perceived about beauty at first glance. This all started when she was still a baby, a lot of people would walk up to her Mum and comment on how beautiful her child looks. This didn’t wane over time when she was 3yrs of age her mum was asked by a friend who works in show business if she would be willing to enter her into a children’s beauty pageants.
As she grew older and had puberty, the attention she got only increased. Older boys started approaching her in the street in order to know her. Girls would say mean things about her behind her back, and even one of her aunts remarked on how she shouldn’t concentrate too much on her studies since she could get by on her look alone. On entering the secondary school she developed a love of writing and studying algebras. She excelled at sporting activities, but nobody seemed to care at all about her interests or grades. She was stereotyped as a blonde with more beauty than brains. Which was far from the actual truth. All of this made her feel very distressed and anxious. She developed an insecurity about her good look and started to alienate herself from those around her, and became an introvert, withdrawing from others.
One day she decided to take a different approach changing her dressing and started wearing loose clothes. The clothes and wear that wouldn’t accentuate her curves or chest. Another problem with being beauty is that people tend to develop preconceived notions about those beautiful personality and character. So many of the boys who approached her were only interested in her appearance. And they did not seem to care even comprehend how smart she was or that her hobbies were different thing going to parties or hanging out late at night with friends. She was also the envy of girls in her class who would gossip about her and spread discouraging rumors that would further hurt her reputation.
Due to her unsociable behavior and the way her classmates felt about her. She didn't have many close friends and because people around me or quick to discard my interests in ambition. She too in turn felt that maybe she wasn't good enough to pursue my dreams. And so she decided that since the world was so bent on treating her as nothing more than a pretty face. She would act the part and play to peoples expectations of what she should be And not what she is. She started wearing skimpy clothes, and when boys tried to flirt with her, she flirted back. Not only that, but she began wearing makeup and lipstick, she also joined in with other girls when they would gossip.
Likewise, she fell behind in my studies as she would often skip class for parties. Her grades suffered for, doing all of this did not make her happy. But at this point she was so tired of trying to prove herself to others that she just thought why bother with any of this. If this is how she will always be treated then maybe she should act accordingly. One day and her sophomore year she was invited to a party at one of the popular students house. Almost every other under class man was present. She picked out the most alluring dress, she owned.
Episode 2 in my next publication.
There's no need for a person to be envious of someone's strength. For Deborah, her strength is being beautiful, for her, it's a weakness because she can't act normally as people have different from her. It would have been better if she just ignored all the ill-talks of other girls to her and ignore boys who are only after her physical appearance. I hope the ending, is not as sad as the first part. I feel sorry for Deborah.