Siti Yasmin Nur Saidy
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The Story About My Acne
I was laying in bed on a Saturday morning, as I stretched my legs to the edge of the bed. I slowly propped myself up into a sitting position and I was startled to see my reflection in the mirror that was hanging on the wall facing towards me. My face had a completely different texture, from the last time I had seen myself. “Since when did my face get this terrible?” I wondered as I stroked the numerous inflamed red bumps that formed on the surface of my skin. The sides of my cheeks, my forehead, and my nose were completely covered in acne. I quickly looked away from the mirror in disgust and I made my way towards the bathroom. I begin washing my hands, trying to avoid thinking about the condition of my face; however, the bathroom mirror never lies. This time, I was much closer to my reflection and my acne was ten times more visible and more apparent. I looked away from the mirror again. I did not want to see myself anymore, nor did I want anyone else to see me.
By Siti Yasmin Nur Saidy6 years ago in Blush