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These marks identify me; they help me remember where I have been and where I am going. Certain flaws should not cause me feel like I am not a charming as the next girl. On the outside, we are all different, and I believe that society should not place women or men into a box filled with beauty standards.

No, but all joking aside, I apologize for anyone that I’ve accidentally screamed in their ear. Either way, back to my question earlier. What comes to mind when you think about my name? I guess my name reminds me about my favorite things, the comfy black and white flannel, or the delicate nature in pastel yellow. Maybe even a fresh slice of toast that just came out of the toaster, coated with butter, or probably even an ice cold slice of New York style cheesecake. Delicious. Even typing this makes me hungry, funny how that works. Then again, if you imagine a slice of cheesecake you’d want it right there and then - and, I’m getting off topic. Get to the point Maicen. Another key point that I’d like to point out, if you asked me if I liked my name in like second or first grade, I would’ve said a flat out, no. I guess it honestly comes from my name being rhymed with someone else’s in my classes, not to mention no one knew how to pronounce my name correctly. I can see how it can be kind of difficult, but it is not that difficult when you pronounce it with putting the “I” sound in there. I can say now, that I really do embrace my name and I’ve learned not only to get used to it, but to accept it for what it is. With this thought in mind and now that I’m in 7th grade, I’ve come to realize that no other name would fully suit me. Maicen will continue, and already suits me just fine.

simple birthmark where the obsession is because he perceives it in a more symbolic way. Georgiana has often been told that the mark on her cheek is a “charm” but Aylmer does not think so where he said, “No, dearest Georgiana, you came so nearly perfect from the hand of Nature, that this slightest possible defect, which

I was given the name Chase Andrew Miner. My mom had liked the name Chase and Chance, but she finally decided on Chase. While that decision wasn’t too hard for her to make, (at least she said it wasn’t) my last name, Miner, was an even easier decision. My mom was married to my dad and she took his last name, so the obvious last name would be Miner. My mom told me she had a really difficult time figuring out a middle name for me. She couldn’t find a name that fit in well. One day my aunt, Lori, called my mom and asked about the name Andrew. My mom had thought about it and she decided that that name fit. So from that day I was Chase Andrew Miner. The joke my mom says now is if she knew she’d have to chase me so much, she would have named me Slow. But word got around of what

I’m not completely sure on how I feel about nicknames; not the entire concept of nicknames, only when others try to create ones other than the widely accepted, Sam. The long list of failed attempts to shorten my name include: SJ, JJ, Sami, and the worst of them all, Sammy. (Bestnicknametees.com) All of which I reject mainly because I just did not grow up with them. Therefore, the only nickname that fits me is the one I know and identify with, Sam. As a child I was presented with the nickname “Sammy” by my sister, 13 years in an age difference and they usually hold much power over me so I wouldn't necessarily ask her to stop, and find her actually doing so. Until this day she calls me “Sammy,” and until this day, I hate the name,

it is life, Mama!” Mama: “Oh—so now its life. Money is life. Once upon a

The American Academy of Dermatology gives us a few examples on what to look for when examining ourselves for Melanoma spots, “watch skin spots for these features: Asymmetry, Border irregularity, Color changes, Diameter greater than 1/4 inch (about 6 millimeters), and evolving. Follow this ABCDE guide to determine if an unusual mole or suspicious spot on your skin may be melanoma.”2 with these examples we are able to spot this type of cancer early and can save our

4. Check your face daily for any new spots or changes in existing freckles, moles, or spots as they may be early indicators of melanoma, a cancer of the

Names will always be different for everyone. They all come from a different backstory or a different meaning and my name is no exception. Although my first name doesn’t provide anything interesting about me, I know I have several stories discussing my middle and last name. From all the long and amazing

The experiences with my name have caused me to dislike it. The aftereffects of my name has been ok other than the nicknames.my nickname was party pooper.I like the second nickname, it was trooper.

Everyone has to have a name. My name is Ciara. A name is meant to give you a sense of belonging, it is meant to have value. But my name, it isn't for me. It doesn’t describe me. It wasn’t picked for any particular reason. It means ‘ little dark haired one’. Although, I am not darked haired, nor am I short. I have blonde hair and stand tall. My name is always pronounced wrong. People call me see-air-ah, but do not know I have Irish roots and in Gaelic it's Key-rah. My name isn’t for me.

A name is not just what you’re called, it is who you are. It is what you stand for and ultimately defines you as a person. Growing up, I used to think my name did not fit me and that nothing that my name stood for had anything to do with me. Now that I am older, I understand the real meaning of my name and how the traits that are connected with my name relate to the person that I have become and continue to develop into. My name represents who I am and who I plan to be.

Dark circles, acne, marks, bumps, bruises, freckles. When we look in the mirror our eyes are drawn to all of the tiny “imperfections” that we see. We try to cover them up, but they are always what sticks with us. This video by Dove shows a group of women how they view themselves compared to how others view them.

Something people should know about me is that I consider my unique physical traits to be symbols of beauty as they represent my individuality and set me apart from other people. The pink birthmark that covers most of my left arm is the first thing most people notice about me and with pity in their eyes, ask if I am a burn victim or if I have an incurable disease. My first dermatologist in the United States even asked me, for no medical reason, if I wanted to remove my birthmark with lasers. Followers of beauty standards consider my birthmark a hideous cosmetic characteristic that is completely undesirable and should be removed at any cost. During middle school, my friends also asked me if there were medical treatments to "help" me, which shocked