Thursday, July 09, 2009

Entry #13

Megan Rose
by Jackie Kramaric


Megan Rose pulls out the rubber band holding up her long gorgeous black hair. She sits in front of her mirror and hums the lullaby her mother would sing to her on rainy days. She pats on her make up, and she becomes the most stunning girl you’ve ever seen.

Except, she only sits there, unsatisfied with her work. She only sees flaws all over. She thinks to herself, “My eyes are dull. My lips are too full. My skin is too dry”. Everyone agrees that she is the most beautiful girl around. They all wish she would, at most, glance in their direction. Men love her. Women admire her. She only stares at her refection with distaste. Every morning she wakes up and takes that rubber band out, sits in front of her mirror, hums that lullaby, and puts her make up on. Every morning she sits and hates her beauty. She wishes she could have the perfect face. She wishes she could love her face. She wishes every morning that she could just be happy. She will never be, because even though she can make your heart beat harder with just one look, she will always wish she was better. And the saddest part of it is that the woman next door wishes the same thing. And the girl down the street and the girl at the store and the girl with the braids and her sister and their mother. Every girl is Megan Rose.

19 comments:

Josh said...

Interesting insight into a girl's mind, in her constant hatred of herself, no matter how everyone else perceives her.

laughingwolf said...

jackie, a futile pursuit, that...

Chris Eldin said...

A sad way to live. So much pressure to be and look a certain way. I wonder what made her like this? I have a feeling there's a longer story...

Aniket said...

Being loved by everyone except by the ones you care is the worst kind of torture anyone can go through.

You've struck a chord with this one.

Great work.

Therese said...

I really like this. I like the twist that comes with realizing that many, most, every girl is, at one point or another, Megan Rose.

JR's Thumbprints said...

This is like searching for that perfect wine, that perfect Megan Rose.

Catvibe said...

And that is the truth, and what a sad truth it is too. Nice one.

Rohan said...

I agree with JR...nice work...

Tessa said...

The eye of the beholder - it's all about how beauty is perceived, isn't it? Very well told, Megan.

Karen said...

...and I wonder who or what did this to these little girls? Sadly, too much truth in this one.

Sarah Laurenson said...

Have you seen the documentary America the Beautiful? Reminds me so much of that - the bad self-image no matter what people around her say. Great piece.

BernardL said...

An unfortunate truth, well told.

pjd said...

Ah, the torture of vanity. I am so fortunate I ain't got none.

The Preacherman said...

So true of so many young women today - and not so young!!

Men of course have no vanity....er...um...



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Gughan said...

Probably someone should tell her she is ugly. Reverse psychology, you know :)

I think thats what I will tell them when I meet them next.

Jade L Blackwater said...

Good choice of subject - a reminder to find liberation from that cycle.

Angela said...

People tend to over-estimate others and under-estimate themselves, and this is a perfect example. Good story!

JaneyV said...

We live in such an image-conscious society and it seems to be the self-esteem of young girls that takes the battering. At what point though does dissatisfaction turn to self-loathing?

jason evans said...

That's pretty powerful. Being frozen. Choosing to focus on what is not, rather than what is.

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