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The first memory I can recall when I realized I was as good looking as the rest - even above average, was when my parents first took me to kindergarten. I remember other kids swinging on the monkey bars before noticing me and right away inviting me to play their brown play-doh throwing game. The larger silver-backed boy even barred his teeth in a massive grin and charged in my direction. I think he was trying to give me a hug, but just ended up cracking the safety glass.
Weirdly enough I don't remember my parents coming back, and the nice lady saying that I'll be living there now. I spent most of my life growing up there with my friends who obviously weren't as handsome, since I'd be getting a lot more visitors who'd point at me and smile in admiration, sometimes even laugh. Pic related, it's me at my current job.
