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  • Writer's pictureTara Scarborough

The struggle (Part 2)- Meeting Jenifer

Now that introductions have begun, I believe its time we met Jen in person.

It wouldn't sit right with me to tell her story without having you meet her first.


Jen was average (or at least that's how she viewed herself). She wasn't astonishingly beautiful, yet neither was she devastatingly painful to look at. She was short and breached the medial of 5-6 feet in height.


She weighed roughly 132 pounds with proportions that made her middle-sized. This meant that she was neither skinny nor fat. She had ridges and dents that insinuated the look or curves near her waist and thighs. Her caramel coloured skin was unevenly toned on various parts of her body. Residing in the Caribbean implied that unwanted tanning was customary.

Her breasts were about two handfuls in size and very inconspicuous. Breast she didn't have much of an opinion on other than "They are there and I accept them as they are." Her butt was unobtrusive, but had a roundness to it that seemed to satisfy her. She had ordinary sized feet for a female (7 1/2 (US size)) and very small hands. Her nails were brittle and were routinely trimmed to prevent even a minuscule growth above her fingertips. They were a deep pinkish-brown colour accentuated by the undertone of skin beneath her nails.


Her dark shoulder-length hair swayed like waves that crashed upon the shore. Hair that was just dark enough to be considered black with only hints of mahogany that prevented it from truly being brown. A mixture that was predictable for Jen, as she believed nothing about her was ever just- NORMAL. Her hair was frizzy, damaged by heat and as un-tamable and unpredictable as she was.


She had brown eyes that glistened in the warm rays of sunlight. Eyes that were as ever changing as she was. They could shift from darkened hoods of black to gentle hues of hazel in a moments passing. I often enjoyed speaking to her, solely to be captivated by her perplexing pupils. Like most parts of Jen, her eyes were unique and filled with depth. They were not a flush brown colour, but instead hues of brown lined on its outer region with jet black walls. I would get lost in her eyes, as they often engulfed me I never understood.


She had wild rosemary coloured lips that sat snugly on her face. Lips that weren't prominent, but weren't too small to go unnoticed. These two petals were the only things she considered to be beautiful on her face.


Her nose was quite different than those she saw around her growing up, and most of her life she longed for a different one. She got her mom's nose, but even that was inconsistent. Her nose was long but not too narrow. It had a slope at the end that made it unmistakably different than her mother's--which peaked at its tip.


She had a smile she often tried to hide; the genuine one I didn't see too often. Its not that she didn't have a beautiful smile or great teeth, it was simply because her smile curved in ways she didn't appreciate. Whenever she would allow a glimpse, you could see the white tips of her top layer of teeth and her lips stretched taut to either end of her face. Her cheeks would press against the bottom layers of her eyelids and give the impression she was squinting. The two visibly formed brackets that moved to both sides of her mouth were the reason for this. These curving brackets, raising cheeks and squinting eyes are where the fondness dissipated for Jen.


She had thick bushy eyebrows that grew out in downward curves above her eyes, and full eyelashes that often disturbed her line of sight. Her ears fit like perfect puzzle pieces, apropos to being exactly where and how they should be. She also had markings left on her skin in various places, for differing reasons. She thought it was amusing-- it was a reminder that her body was as scarred as she was.

 

This short chapter was made to help readers visualise the main character of the story before more in depth information is given about her. The next chapter will be up before you know it!


I do hope you all love your bodies and yourselves just as much as you should. Every curve, ever colour, ever shape, every flaw, makes you absolutely STUNNING!


Until next time here is.....







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