
I'm super late with this but I figured better late than never! I chose assignment number eleven which was to photograph a scar and write about it. I chose this assignment because I am amazed by how resilient the human body is. Some people might hate their scars or be ashamed of them, but I like to think of them as little reminders that I carry with me all the time. It is located on the the right side of my right pointer finger. The lighting in the picture makes it a little bit hard to see. One day I was walking home from school with my Mom and my brother. I was drinking a Snapple as I walked and tripped. The bottle fell to the floor and smashed open. I fell on top of that bottle with my hand. There was glass and blood every but luckily, one of our neighbors saw and drove us to the doctor. He had to remove the piece of glass and close up the wound. Because of that little accident, that finger is somewhat misshapen. When I tell people this, they think that I'm crazy for noticing such a small thing but I just being observant. Right now, I have another cut right next to the scar. I'm not sure how I got that, but I assume it was a paper cut. It's pretty deep so let's see if I'll have another one to add to the collection.
1 comment:
This is a really beautiful post, Alessandra! It's kind of nice that our skin has its own kind of "memory" and I agree that scars make us special. I like that your scar has a buddy.
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