You know how some toys designed and advertised for girls always include makeup and say how cool you'll look with it on? Little kids go crazy for that and we already have 10 year-olds doing skin care. When I was 10, all I cared about was coming home to see the old Tom and Jerry cartoons, doing homework, and eventually getting depression from online learning. Today, I still care about doing homework, but I also enjoy listening, transcribing, and playing music along with fighting my depression. The point I'm making is that I never cared nor had the time to wonder what makeup does for you. Does it make you look prettier? Does it hide your imperfections? Why does everyone around me obsess over it? And is it really necessary for little kids to think this is what they should do?

     I couldn't tell you how many times I've heard a few girls go, "Do you have concealer?" "Anyone have lipstick?" "My eyebrow's messed up!". There were even some instances when I was asked for perfume or makeup and I always responded with, "I don't own it." I never saw the point. My mom forced me to put some on for graduation(pictures and ceremony) and the dinner dance before it. I hated it and I went to the restroom during the dance to get it off with water and the flimsy paper towels inside. I felt that people should see who I actually am with my pimples, dark spots under my eyes, and all. I shouldn't be hiding the natural things occurring on my face! "BuT nAdYa, wHat iF iT's bAd? YoU'd nEeD iT tO HiDe iT!" (WHAT IF I FLY? Answer me that) Sure, sometimes it does get bad, but I don't care. Think about it as if it were your emotions. You fake a smile, you force a laugh, but deep down you are struggling with finding a reason to laugh and smile again. That's what makeup is to me: some powder, cream, or whatever that hides the pain that we don't want to show. I never wear makeup to school and if someone says I'm pretty or some kind of pain is visible on my face, it's honestly, truthfully, just who I am.