When I was 13.... AHhhh

When I was 13 I was extremely concerned with alot of things. My family and I had just move to Maine a few years before which was a dramatic change from living in Taunton, Ma. We delt with alot of racism and violoence while living in Maine and even had our house shot at. At 13 I was called different darogatory names because of my nationality{I am Puerto Rican, Cape Verdian, Portoguese}. At 13 I really did not like who I was. When I was a child I was full of myself because I modeled for Gymboree & was involved in modeling & pageants. In Maine, however I was an outcast and did not feel pretty at all. The pretty girls were tall,skinny,blonde hair, blue eyes. I was extremely insecure and kept mostly to myself. Now I know that I am beautiful inside and out and that whatever does not kill you will make you stronger. :) {thats a lil' bit about me at the oh so awkward age of 13 lol}