When I was a little girl, I was the center of attention. I had control of the soccer field and played football with the boys. I shared my thoughts in class discussions, never fearing I was wrong. I led my life happily. Judgment(评价)from others didn't trouble me.
But finally, my family left for a new place. And I had to attend a new school. I felt as if I had lost my value; after all, what is a ruler without her lands? Now, it's a completely new life for me.
Over time, I started to care about what others thought of me. I stopped playing football and racing others. I never raised my hand in class or discussed with my classmates. The worry was: what if I was not perfect?
A few months later, when I arrived home with tears(泪水)in my eyes, I saw a letter on my door. In the letter, I was described as a role model. I learned that someone who had clearly seen my pain and worry tried to comfort(安慰)me, I gave up my joy to create a perfect person.
The letter changed me a lot. I tried to be myself-not to pay much attention to being perfect again.
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