When I think of the word perfect, I think of something only a few can achieve, anything that I can compare myself to. For a few weeks, I have been1 one girl who is in a few of my middle school classes. It seems like she has a2 life — lots of friends and everything anyone could ever want, 3 in my point of view.
One day, I was talking to my teacher about one of the upcoming tests when I saw the girl4 me in a strange way. I5 started to feel surprised and think, " Why is she looking at me? Did I do something wrong? Is my hair messed up? " When the class was over and everyone was6 to their next class, she caught up to me and said, "I just thought you should know, I think you are really7 . "I then watched her as she walked away and thought, "She thinks I am pretty? "
The whole day, I8 up thinking about one thing. That was, " Why does she think that? "After thinking about that9 in my head through each second of the day, I came to learn one big10 in our life. In the whole society, almost everyone has a (an) 11 of their own insecurities (不安全感), even though they may not be discovered on the outside. In this case, I was thinking that she was everything I wanted to be and she12 the same of me. Both of us are not perfect. It is our13 to either accept that and love ourselves or keep torturing(折磨)ourselves with14 I think that being able to fully love yourself is the15 meaning of the word perfect.