This week I bring you Suheiry's View.
It's pronounced "sue-Hay-dee". It's Spanish.
She is a Freelance Writer and Lifestyle Blogger with degrees in English and Fashion Design.
Suheiry like's pretty things, but she talks here about something not so pretty: scars.
I have a 20-year old scar on my left knee that looks like a blurred map of the world. When I was 10 years old, I fell while jumping rope. I remember getting up, blood dripping down my knees, and walking back home. I remember my mother's anger, which I now realize masked the initial panic of seeing your child covered in blood. I remember her cleaning up my wounds and then telling me I couldn't go back outside. I remember crying and begging to go back outside. It was still early, and I felt fine.