I have curved tube that goes into my neck; it's called a Tracheostomy.  The short name for it is a Trach.
When I was born, I couldn't breathe properly. My infant heart beat way too fast. I was in the hospital for two months. Finally, when I was a two month old baby, the doctors inserted my Trach into my neck, and now I breathe just fine.

Before Issac came into my life, I used to think my Trach was a flaw. I used to think it made me look ugly, and I wouldn't dare look at myself in the mirror.

I wanted to be normal. I wanted to have a normal life without people staring at my Trach wherever I went. I wanted to be prettier. I wanted to look like the other normal, pretty girls.

Once Issac came into my life, I didn't think those things no more.