People will always judge each other. It’s a quality that no one can fully control. I have and always will be too short, too tall, too big, too small, and so on to somebody. Finally, in my seventeen years on Earth, I have realized the true key to happiness. I cannot strive for perfection because real girls are not perfect and perfect girls are not real. I can only try to be the best possible version of myself.
I like to think of my family as the “American Dream” that came true. Both of my parents came to America with the hopes of finding a stable and rewarding life for themselves. Though they had to face a few obstacles, such as layoffs, they always held their heads up high and found a way to find solutions. Through their success in their line