I was an ugly baby. My mom doesn't deny it nor is she shy about constantly bringing it up. She showed DU, the first time she had ever met him, an awesome snapshot of me when I was small. Many believe that gigantic- saucer-like blue eyes are beautiful on a baby but unfortunately, mine made me look like a gelatinous alien. The problem was that I had immense (read: Grand Canyon size) dents on either side of my head. Normally, this type of abnormality would be bypassed by any other family by dismissing my oddities as "special" or "unique". Unfortunately for my self esteem and future embarrassments, my mom exploited my odd looks simply because my older brother set the standard years prior.
The Writing huntress
I hunt. I write. I wear what some consider an unnecessary amount of camouflage face paint.