I went to the dentist’s office and closed the door behind me. I was frightened! My dentist, who is also my uncle, told me that I would need braces, but not the kind everyone has…The kind the horses have.
He told me I only had to use them at nights, so I didn’t have to worry about what people could say.
Weeks passed and the braces were ready, just for me to wear.
I was really young, probably ten years old. As usual it started going through my mind: “what would people say?” “Should I go to school with those horrible braces?” At last I decided to go with them to school.
The first day everyone was looking at me and asked me; what I was wearing, and why I had to wear them.
Of course my closest friends were just curious and I had a lot of questions for me.
My music teacher, Carolina, was very happy for me. She said that I was really brave to go to school with those things on my face. She also said that one day I would be really happy of my decision.
My friends were getting used to see me like that and they didn’t make any comment about my braces.
I remember clearly the day an older guy, maybe from 4th grade, came laughing at me and calling me by names. He told me awful things but I remember the one horse face.
I was devastated, and came crying to my house. My mom wasn’t there, so I called her and told her what just had happened.
She told me not to care about what people say, but I couldn’t help it. He had been really mean to me and the words he said were hurtful.
The next day I didn’t even saw the guy, I was thrilled but I started wondering and thinking if other people thought the same way that guy did. But why my friends didn’t seemed to care about the way I looked or even the way I dress. My teacher didn’t seem to care eighter.
The months passed and I continued using my braces.
My uncle was exited that in a short period of time my theeth were already fixed. I explained him how I was using them and for how long.
He congratulated me and pronounced the words I was waiting to hear for so long.
“You are no longer going to need your braces.”
The next day of school I went without my braces and every one kept asking me why I didn’t use them anymore.
Now a days I know everyone remembers the old me but they also know the person I'm now.
You don’t have to worry about what people may or might say. You know who you are and if you have to were things that might help you in a future, don’t worry it is for your one good. At the end your real friends and family are the only ones that will support you at any times.
Now it is funny to remember what that guy said but it is funnier that I don’t even remember who he was. Maybe continues in my school or maybe not.
That makes me think about how poorly I care about what he said and what he thought.
hoow beautiful! I love your story!
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