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She was a tall, lanky, skinny girl. Acne covered her face. Her peers taunted her as she walked up the halls and corridors of her high school.
“Hey, Amazon girl, how’s the air up there?” They shouted.
“Bird legs, let’s see you fly.” They yelled.
"Hey pimple face, don't break the mirror." They screamed.
“There goes the jolly green giant.” They hollered.
She would walk the rest of the way with her shoulder bent over, staring at the ground, humiliated and ashamed.
One day after she got home from school, she heard the door bell ring. She went to answer it and someone hung a bunch of bananas from the eaves, with a sign that said, “Ape girl lives here.”
She stood there . . . staring in disbelieve, embarrassed beyond her years. She slammed the front door shut and ran to her room and slammed yet another door.
But, then the worse taunting came from behind the closed door.
“Hey, ugh, what are you so upset about?” Her father asked.
You see, ugh, was his word for ugly. . .
She yelled at him to go away and leave her alone. Shortly after, she heard a soft rap at her door and she watched as her mom walked in. She came over and sat on the bed and began pulling the hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ears.
“Jen, you are beautiful, for you are a child of God. He made you in His image. He perfectly formed you and wonderfully made you. You are unique and special. Right now you may not think so, but one day your inner beauty will shine through, the pimples will be gone, and you’ll be happy to be a tall, slender, graceful women of God.”
“Thanks mom.” Jen said as she sat up. She leaned over and gave her mother a big hug, “I love you, mom.”
“Oh, Jen I love you too, and I love just how the Lord put you all together. Come with me into the kitchen and will have some hot chocolate.”
They walked out together hand in hand. In the kitchen, her dad held out a single rose and gave it to her. He did not say a word, but she understood the gesture. She never felt more special or beautiful then right at that very moment.
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