Spots, Zits, Pimples
It was just a normal day, I arose from the bed and trotted off to the bathroom to style my hair. I pulled my fringe to one side and to my shock horror there they were a cluster of them, a little family, a little SPOT family. Now, you're probably wondering what's the emergency, they're just spots , but I've managed to go 22 years on this earth without ever having them, the nearest I've got to spots in the past was chickenpox as a kid. They weren't even in the stage where they could be popped. I don't know how spots make others feel and I don't means this in an offensive way it's simply my perspective, they made me feel dirty. I can only describe it as a stain in your favourite top which just won't come out no matter how hard you try. I pulled my fringe back to hide them, pulled on a wooly hat and over-sized coat and left the house. You'd think I was famous trying to avoid being spotted (see what I did there) by the p...