So, you've seen my blog, and by now you probably already know that I'm writing a book. Well, as I can not wait to finish it, I thought I would give a sneak peek for it. My book is going to be like a devotion book, but with a twist. It has advice to short stories and quizzes etc. I'm writing my book for a whole year which means when you read it, there will be anew thing to read/ new advice every day for a year. (The font is different in my book btw.) Here is a peek at one entry from my book that I have chosen to share:
February eighth: Love yourself
“Work on being in love with the person in the mirror who has been through so much, but is still standing.”
This is similar to the very first entry in this journal, but different in its own way.
Instead of explaining this again because it’s so close to January first’s entry, I’m going to make a short story then do a challenge of the day to help explain what I think you should read in greater detail. I know everyone struggles with their own flaws, and no one is greatly confident in themselves, but wants to be someone else. We are perfect through God’s eyes and that is important, but we also need to learn to love ourselves for who we are because we live with ourselves from a day to day basis. You live with you longer than anyone else. You live with yourself until death. So make the most of it and make sure you love yourself equally, and don’t worry about how much someone else loves you. Yeah, that makes us all feel warm and fuzzy inside, when someone says they love you, but what’s more important is loving yourself.
I looked in the mirror and let out a big breath. I was ugly and no one was ever going to love me. No matter how many times my family said I was perfect just the way I was, I still thought I was ugly. And I knew it was true. Didn’t I?
The next day at school I was grabbing my books out of my locker for my next class when Britney, the most popular girl with the best boyfriend, walked by staring at me. Why on earth was she looking at me?! All I did was take off the almost one hundred layers of makeup I’d been wearing since the first day of school, and I’d managed to get my hair curled. That was all. I didn’t look very different, did I?
I was so confused, but decided that she was probably not even looking at me anyways. She was probably looking past me at the posters by my locker. But then I almost panicked when she stopped right in front of me and began to talk. Why the heck was Britney ‘Spears’ making conversation with me?
“Allison! How are you doing, girl?” she said with much excitement while I stood there at a loss for words.
“Uh...Good?” I closed my locker and started to walk to my next class before the bell rang, but Britney grabbed my arm and I stopped. “Why are you even talking to me? Do you need something, Britney?”
“Actually, I do. I wanted to ask you a favor, A.” I stared at her with a smirk.
“What?!”
“I’m having a party for twenty girls of my choice this weekend to celebrate school, and I wondered if-”
“I could come?” I interrupted.
“No, silly. Well...I guess you would be coming anyways. But I wondered if you would be a part of the little play, or game I’m setting up?”
I scratched my ear thoughtfully with no idea what I was getting myself into. “Sure. Sounds fun, but I have to get to class. See you later?”
“You’re coming, then?”
“Yeah!” I yelled behind me as I was walking.
I headed to Britney’s party in my new red dress that went a little bit below my knees. I was wearing heels and no makeup because I hadn’t felt like putting any on. One of Britney’s friends opened the door for me and ushered me in. She brought me right to the queen of the party.
Britney gave me a hug when she saw me and I smiled. “What did you want me to do?”
“Oh, yeah! I love your dress, but that won’t match with the theme, and we need to give you some makeup.” She pushed me towards a door and gave me an outfit. It was a cream leotard with ugly rainbow pants that a clown should wear. I had no idea why Britney wanted me to dress like that, but I went along with it because I wanted to be a part of her play.
Once I was dressed, a girl known as Tasha did my makeup. It looked terrible, and I started to wonder what I was actually doing in this play. I kept asking why it looked like that, but she told me not to worry because it was all part of the play, the play, the play.
Britney sat me down in an elegant chair and congratulated me on my outfit, and I sat there, stunned. They had made me look even more ugly than I had been before and I was not having it.
“What part am I supposed to play? What play is this anyway?” I demanded.
“Relax,” Britney said calmly. “You’ll see in a minute.”
I stood up, about to leave, but I was pushed back in my chair by steady hands. I looked up to see a boy from my school. He sat by me in science class, but I couldn’t remember his name.
Curtains rose up around me and I saw a million people sitting in the auditorium. I was embarrassed and I wished I had never agreed to this. I should have known that all Britney would do was make me embarrassed. That’s how stuck up she’s always been and of course that is how she would be now. I took several deep breaths, and tried to calm myself down, but I couldn’t breathe. Everything started looking fuzzy, and all I could hear was laughter. Everyone was laughing at me. I was ugly and I never ever wanted to be here. I fainted, forgetting everything. All I remembered was how much I hated myself.
CHALLENGE OF THE DAY:
This is a crazy story that most likely will not happen to anyone in real life, hopefully, but once I had started writing it I kept going and decided to finish it. So I hope it makes sense and shows you something. I honestly do not know where the story went anyways. The moral of it is that you shouldn’t let anyone underestimate you and make you hate yourself because that shows no confidence coming from you. Britney was trying to manipulate Allison into doing what she wanted, which was making Allison embarrassed to be her. Britney was jealous of how beautiful Allison was, even though Allison didn’t see her beauty. Britney just wanted to make Allison feel bad about herself, but that was not the right thing to do. Love yourself because you are amazing, and God loves you for you. Love you for you.
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