There once was a girl named
Sahara. When she was younger, she loved her name. Eventually, Sahara grew up
and was made fun of because of that unusual name. Bullies would call her
“desert girl,” “dry and boring,” or “just really thirsty.” Sahara mumbled and
grumbled because she hated the way the other kids would hate on her name. She
even began to hate that name herself.
Little
by little, Sahara started hating everything about herself. One day, Sahara sat
down to lunch and confessed her feelings to her “squad." She told them that she
wanted a name change because her name was the seed of her ever-branching
immortal tree of problems. Her friends had no idea she felt this way; they all liked
her name and told her so. She felt a little better but still wasn’t comfortable
with herself entirely.
After
lunch, Sahara’s friends were concerned about her low self-esteem. They made a
pact to tell Sahara about all her good qualities as frequently as possible in
order to chop down her tree of obstacles.
Little
by little, Sahara began to realize that she was just as human as everyone else, and that there are always going to be people who would appreciate the things that
she sometimes despised.
Sahara
finally fell in love with her name and never thought of changing it again.
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