About 2 yrs ago, I stopped cutting when I saw my little brother do it. That was my breaking point. It brought tears to my eyes. Then he said "Now you see how I feel." I will never cut again.
Now, I am getting to know myself. I am 16. My name is Nigeria. I think I am beautiful. I wore a dress today. My friend straightened my hair. Ms.Brittnie took my pictures. I feel like a model too. I feel very pretty. I didn't even cover my arms.
Maybe one day I can become a model or a photographer. Maybe a social worker. I think I can do it. I want to make things beautiful again.