Seeing the perfect me

When I was in elementary school, I had to wear a uniform. Every morning, Monday through Friday, I woke up and put on that uniform: white shirt, plaid skirt, brown shoes with laces. And every day when I looked at myself, I’d see the same thing: white shirt, plaid skirt, brown shoes with laces … and an ugly wart on one of my knees.

The wart really bothered me. I’d noticed it for a couple of years, and I was sure that’s what everyone saw when they looked at me. But I couldn’t hide it because I had to wear that uniform skirt every day.

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