As I write this, I can see the reflection of my face in the computer screen. I try to take a deeper look and I see a person who has herd, seen, and felt many things. Whether I make a new friend or remember the pain of a lost loved one, I will be able to see this in the reflection of my face.

I look at my eyes. At first glance, a person may notice that over the years my have changed colors, from green, to gray, to hazel. But if they take a closer look, they will places that I have only seen in my dreams. Friends faces that are so very familiar and yet, sad for some reason. I see a small child in a hospital bead. She is so small and so young. I feel like I know her, but I can just barely make out her face. I think about the challenges I will see in my life. In love, friendship, and work.

You could look at my mouth. What do the wrinkles tell you? They tell me a story. A story about my Bat Mitzvah speech. It was so hard for me to get those first few sentences out of my mouth.

The words just wouldn't come. It was as if someone were holding me back. Then I did it, the words flowed off the tip of my tongue and out into the room. A story about times when I said cruel things to people I love. I am so very regretful.

Look at my ears. Think about what you have herd in your life Harsh, vicious, and spiteful words. I wish to never hear them again. I hear the cries of girls and boys. I hear the cries of men and women. I hear shouting and screaming. I hear the sweet tunes of love through music, speech, and love,.

I know that as I grow, I will see hear, speak, and feel many new and different things. I will look into many new mirrors and see many new things in me. In the future, I am going to see myself through new windows and perspectives. But the one thing that I will always know In my heart, is that I will love what I see in the mirror.