Dear Pretty Girl

I know what you’re thinking: Wow! She came out with this one pretty fast! I was inspired, and so I decided to write it down and publish it on my blog. I’m not going to introduce this one quite as much, except to say that this apostrophe isn’t meant for just one person. With that, enjoy!

Dear Pretty Girl,

Yes, you; I’m talking to you. You don’t think you’re pretty, do you? Well, I am here to tell you that you are. You are pretty. Gorgeous, even. You know what the best part about you is? You are unique. You have your own special features, and each one of them is precious. I know you look in that mirror and hate some, or perhaps all, of what you see. I know you sit there and nitpick at yourself, running through all of the things that you wish you could change. I know you toss that outfit in the corner because you don’t think you will ever look good in it. But the truth is, you’re perfect. Just the way you are. You are uniquely you, and all of those things that you call “flaws” are just expressions of your uniqueness and beauty. Still don’t believe me? Continue reading



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Also, A Best Friend

It’s been a while since my last post, I know. College life seems to cause me to lose track of time amidst all of the papers, assignments, and other duties. But anyway, here I am with another post for you. Finally. Today you will get to read an apostrophe to a person, which, as I stated in my first post, is the type of apostrophe I write most often. Hope you enjoy it!

Growing up, I believe from the bottom of my heart that I had probably one of the best childhoods that someone could ever possibly have. I grew up in a small town of just over 2,000, where we had to travel at least twenty minutes to get to any kind of chain store or restaurant, but I didn’t mind it. In fact, I even like it, and to be honest, twenty to thirty minutes doesn’t seem like that long to me. I got to play outside in the woods almost every day, and to this day, being outside with the smells and sounds of the woods around me is one of my very favorite things. Yes, I am very blessed to have had a childhood like that. And I am very blessed to have such wonderful parents. I love you both, but today, I want to write specially to you, Mom. Continue reading