I have. An eye freckle. Now I used to think OOOH IM UNIQE AND COOL! WOO IM SPECIAL!
did a bit of research and no. That is not good. At all. Eye freckle=bad. Not in all cases but sometimes can be a case of melanoma. Which is a form of skin cancer (don’t quote me it might be bad) either way. I was kinda worried. I wanted to get it checked just in case. Becuase like it’s better to be safe than sorry right? THATS WHAT I THOUGHT TOO.
I bring it up with my mom is she’s my main parent she’s like no. You stabbed yourslef in the eye when you were little. Which is funny. IM MEANT TO BE THE STORYTELLER IN THIS HOUSE. So I was like. No. This randomly appeared when I was in primary school. Also if i stabbed myslef that would make no sense since I still have nearly perfect vision. Like that all makes sense. But no. She’s adamant that she knows me better than myslef and I stabbed myself and I don’t need to get a checkup. Which had me kinda freaking out for a while. So I made a story that like my eyes are getting shit. They kinda are but I really just wanted the checkup by the eye ppl so like just checking. She still hasn’t gotten around to it so I did the NEXT NEXT best thing. Remembered I have a dad and a stepmom. I told my dad kinda just mentioning it at the dinner table. He was like. Nope. I vouch for you. That appeared when u were in year five and your skin sucked. I wa slime YEAH EXACTLY! So he booked one for me. Which I’m grateful for. It means I won’t be stressing about like ya know eye freckle. But now that means my mom is gonna be mad that apparently I didn’t tell her. She’s gonna be a storyteller again and then ya know blame me whatever whatever. It’s just annoyinn
sorry for the rant…
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