By
Jess Lauren Charnov

In life we aspire nothing more than to express ourselves. When we were little kids we would make drawings and give them to our parents, then feel an overwhelming sense of happiness and pride as we would walk by the refrigerator and see them being held by magnets. We would all sit there smiling, or at least I did, knowing that we made that picture and admiring its beauty. It is the little things like that, which really is what defines us as people.
              
When I was a little girl, I would see people walking the streets with body jewelry and their pierced ears.  I looked at them intrigued; I always found beauty in body modification even as a very little girl. I wanted there to be a day when I could color and create something from the canvas that I was given. That day came when I was 8 years old; I was taken to a Claire’s in a mall by my father to go get my ears pierced. Mixed feelings started flowing though out my mind, “I am so excited!”, “This is going to look great!”, “What if it hurts?”, and “What if it doesn’t look right?”. I was starting to question why I was doing this to myself. The lady at the counter now was asking me to take a seat and pick out the stud I wanted in my ear. My heart was racing, pumping through my body were feelings of intense nervousness yet at the same time I was thrilled beyond words.

Slowly the stud gun was placed by my ear, I closed my eyes and bit my tongue and listened to the beating of my own heart, bracing myself for the moment I have been waiting for. After two clicks I felt a brief jolt of discomfort, but then it ended and when I opened my eyes and looked in the mirror, I felt so proud and victorious. I did not give into the things that were telling me to get up from that chair, I made a commitment, I saw it through and I felt empowered.  I left the store with my head held high and all the other thoughts from before had dissipated. Now my mind was asking myself one question and one question only, “when can I do this again?”.

To this day there is no one on this earth that can take that experience away from me. The experience of being pierced is unlike anything I have ever felt before or to this day.  As someone who now has a total of twelve piercings (soon to be thirteen), every piercing has significance and meaning. I can honestly however say that none of these experiences can be as memorable as my first piercing…



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