Sunday, September 30, 2012
Unique
The word unique. It's what defines me. It's my personality, it's my hobbies, it's my talents, it's everything about me. When I was a young and didn't start school yet my brother taught me this word, unique. He told me that this word meant special and one of a kind. I figured if that's what it meant then I was unique as well and that everybody in the world is unique .I knew I was unique because I played soccer, I was unique because I loved rice, I was unique because I loved to play the drums, I was unique simply because I was me and I still am. I learned to love this word unique because it made me feel special inside. It made me feel different from everybody else it made me feel good about myself. It means that I am special and one of a kind. It means that I love playing video games and root for Holland in the world cup instead of the U.S. It means that I am me and nobody else but me. Unique, it's a weird word that can mean so many things. The word unique. It's what defines me.
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