Whenever she needed to describe herself,
Her favourite adjective was dull.
Boring, ordinary, lifeless were some more synonyms.
Why? Because that’s what she was told, that’s what she heard, and that’s what she now strongly believes.
But there’s a sparkle in her eyes that even she doesn’t see. That sparkle is visible only to the ones who care, care enough to dive deep into her eyes, care enough to explore her soul, care enough to realize how special she is.
A sparkle so bright, can make anyone smile, can light up someone’s life.
Unfortunately, she doesn’t know. Maybe because all she ever got was criticism, maybe because she was always made fun off, and those few people who saw the angel in her, never told her that she is a miracle.