Wednesday, April 15, 2009

A face without freckles is like a sky without the stars

Yesterday night,

I had a nightmare.

I dreamt of looking in the mirror, and shriek because it was covered in zits and acne. Every single inch of my brown skin. Making my face look like some ugly melted cheese, they were red and inflamed and had the yellow gluey i-don’t-know-what-is-it-called thing.

It was so horrible I started to cry, but my tears made them hurt.

And then, suddenly, all of them started to burst, each and everyone of them, and my face exploded.

This morning,

I washed my face thrice, using the untouched cleanser I bought months ago, I applied toner and moisturizer, I leaned close to the bathroom mirror, so close my eyelashes were touching it, and made sure that I had no zits or acne, not a single one.

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