WHAT IS THE PRICE OF PARADISE?

HI everyone!

Today I woke up like every day, I went to the bathroom, I change my clothes and finally I went to school after watch me on the mirror.

I’m sure, that all of us, watch ourselves every morning, but like only one second, you thought that you are well, because you saw good clothes, clean face and of course good hair style. ¿Why we want to be perfect for a normal day?

When I arrive to school, I had art lesson, and teacher said us that we had to draw ourselves, using a mirror.

I could do it, I saw myself on the mirror at home, and I had a good appearance, and moreover I was ready to the rest of world.



But, when I started to draw myself looking the mirror, I can’t believe it, I never thought been about my face’s details before, because I never spent more than five second on the mirror.





When you had bad face, people think that you are sick or something like that, and we are worried about this moment, it is the reason, because we want look perfect every day, we are afraid and we went to the street, showing our best smile in moments like these.

Maybe, we can find the other half of us, in the mirror, or maybe on the street, because I don’t know the rest of people, but when you are young, you look for something in the physic of the people. You fall in love of this thing and then you will meet the soul, the person. And it is the reason because we want to look good.

I know a lot of people worried about their physic, all is the same, and all of them think that we can find the paradise looking perfect. ¿What is the price of paradise? It is another matter, because it is really general, but there are a lot of people who died looking for the paradise.

We had to love ourselves, like we are, and I’m the first person who want be perfect for all of you, everyday, and I don’t know why I’m worry about that, but I know that I’m myself, and I like myself. I don’t need change. And someday I won’t look good, but it don’t means that I’m sick or that I have a bad day, it means that I find my own paradise, and that I don’t mind the opinion of the people. I don’t know, but maybe it also means that I’m getting older.

Finally, I drew myself using my imagination, because I will feel depresed if I saw to the mirror. The result was nice, it was a young carlos, I descovered that I have more talent than I thought.


PS: Look for your own paradise, getting away of danger.