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Ever Changing

Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?

In sixth grade art class, the assignment was to draw an animal that represented us.

I chose a Chameleon. Whew, that’s deep for a 12 year old right?

I felt like I changed and adapted to the people around me. I didn’t consider it in a bad way, like I wasn’t being myself. It was more that I could be comfortable around different types of people.

Later on, I read a chameleon changes colors as camouflage to hide from predators. That resonated with me too because I do like to blend in the background and be support rather than a star.

What color will I be today?