My time in middle school blinded me. My vitiligo scattered patches of white across my black skin, and the dark scars on my scrawny legs were visible reminders of how I was abnormal. The large, noticeable gap in my teeth and the constant questions about my Haitian background and whether I practiced Voodooism only intensified my sense of being an outsider. In a world where the mirror simultaneously reflects our appearance and deepest insecurities, I found myself lost in a whirlwind of longing for acceptance. The taunts and whispers from classmates left me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I was subjected to intrusive comments like "Don't turn into Michael Jackson!" and "Can your phone fit through your gap?" Every glance and joke exacerbated my desperate search for solutions to problems I believed defined me. At home, I harbored another secret—nocturnal enuresis. The thought of my peers discovering this condition filled me with dread. I never shared this part of my life with anyone; the fear that my vulnerability would be exposed haunted me daily. My silence was a shield, but also isolated me further from those who could have offered understanding or support. Finally, I persuaded my parents to take me to Ulta Beauty, driven by the hope that makeup could morph me into someone who would finally fit in. Sitting in the makeup chair, I pointed around my white spots and instructed the makeup artist, "I want to cover all of this." When the Ulta Beauty employee handed me the mirror, I saw a reflection that conformed to conventional standards of normalcy. I did it. Yet, as I gazed at my altered image, the satisfaction was fleeting. The mirror revealed a façade—a thin veneer that did nothing to address the deeper issues of self-acceptance and identity. The makeup masked my vitiligo, but it did not change the feelings of inadequacy or the disconnection between who I was and who I was trying to be. Underneath the makeup, I still had vitiligo, a gap in my teeth, dark scars on my legs, and nocturnal enuresis, and I was still Haitian. The makeup could not erase these aspects of who I was. My efforts to conceal these differences only underscored the futility of conforming to others' expectations. From that day forward, I never covered my vitiligo again. I embarked on a transformative journey that would redefine not just my understanding of health but also my identity. Each doctor's visit strengthened my resilience, and every health struggle revealed a deeper understanding of the complexity of human life. I realized that my differences were not burdens but powerful stories waiting to be told. Navigating health challenges and embracing my unique identity revealed the profound impact of compassionate care on a child's life. This realization fuels my passion for becoming a pediatric nurse, aiming to bridge the gaps of understanding and empathy in healthcare. I want to offer the compassion and understanding I once needed but couldn't find. Authenticity is more important than conformity. The journey to self-love involves accepting oneself despite imperfections. This insight shapes my aspiration to become a pediatric nurse, a trusted protector, and an advocate for children. Guided by Gandhi's words, "The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others," I am dedicated to creating a fostering environment where every child feels safe and accepted in my care. My journey of embracing my true self has prepared me to provide the empathy and care that can make a meaningful difference in the lives of those who need it most.

Over the years, I have always known I wanted to help others. When I was in middle school, I decided that I would pursue a career in nursing, but only for my parents' validation. Soon, I realized that I should actually settle down and decide on a career. However, I still wanted to work in healthcare, but now for my own validation. While making this decision, I reflected on the major moments of my life because some of the most defining moments in my life have centered around family and health. For one, when I was born, my birth mother made the decision not to want me a part of her life anymore, leaving only my dad to care for me. However, our lives changed when my dad reconnected with an old friend from his youth in Haiti. This friend quickly embraced the role of being my mother despite already having a daughter and the fact that I was not her biological child. Despite the criticism and doubts from others, she is my mom, and we are a family. In 2011, my stepmother's pregnancy with my younger brother was a challenging and uncertain period for our family. As a young and naive girl at the time, I was unaware of the complexities and difficulties surrounding my brother's arrival. Despite numerous medical professionals expressing doubts about his survival, my brother defied the odds by not only being born but also by crying—a moment that brought immense relief and joy to our family. However, the challenges did not end there. Following his birth, my brother spent a significant amount of time in and out of the NICU. During this time, it often felt as though the hospital had become a second home for my family and me. Flash forward to 2020, and my little brother eventually needed to undergo cardiac surgery. With the COVID-19 pandemic disrupting daily life, my brother and I found relief in short walks around our neighborhood. It was during these walks that he shared his fears with me, expressing how he did not want to die. Despite my attempts to reassure him, his words struck something within me, igniting my own fears and worries. Witnessing his vulnerability during these intimate moments weighed heavily on me, particularly because he had never shown this side of himself to our whole family. After those two pivotal moments in my life, I have solidified my decision to pursue a career in nursing with a specialization in Pediatrics. These experiences have not only shaped my personal growth but also ignited a profound passion for nursing. Witnessing my stepmother's unwavering dedication and love in times of need has inspired me to imitate her example, providing endless compassion and care to every child I encounter. Her presence in my life has shown me the power of genuine support and love, which I am determined to offer to my future patients. Moreover, the courage demonstrated by my little brother in the face of health challenges has strengthened my commitment to being a trustworthy and supportive figure for children and their families. His resilience has taught me that even amidst hardship, the presence of a caring and reliable healthcare professional can make a significant difference. I aspire to bring hope and comfort to those in need, drawing from the compassion and support that my family and healthcare providers extended to my brother. I believe that my unique perspective, shaped by these formative experiences, will enable me to have an effective impact on nursing.

Over the years, I have always known I wanted to help others. When I was in middle school, I decided that I would pursue a career in nursing, but only for my parents' validation. Soon, I realized that I should actually settle down and decide on a career. However, I still wanted to work in healthcare, but now for my own validation. While making this decision, I reflected on the major moments of my life because some of the most defining moments in my life have centered around family and health. For one, when I was born, my birth mother made the decision not to want me a part of her life anymore, leaving only my dad to care for me. However, our lives changed when my dad reconnected with an old friend from his youth in Haiti. This friend quickly embraced the role of being my mother despite already having a daughter and the fact that I was not her biological child. Despite the criticism and doubts from others, she is my mom, and we are a family. In 2011, my stepmother's pregnancy with my younger brother was a challenging and uncertain period for our family. As a young and naive girl at the time, I was unaware of the complexities and difficulties surrounding my brother's arrival. Despite numerous medical professionals expressing doubts about his survival, my brother defied the odds by not only being born but also by crying—a moment that brought immense relief and joy to our family. However, the challenges did not end there. Following his birth, my brother spent a significant amount of time in and out of the NICU. During this time, it often felt as though the hospital had become a second home for my family and me. Flash forward to 2020, and my little brother eventually needed to undergo cardiac surgery. With the COVID-19 pandemic disrupting daily life, my brother and I found relief in short walks around our neighborhood. It was during these walks that he shared his fears with me, expressing how he did not want to die. Despite my attempts to reassure him, his words struck something within me, igniting my own fears and worries. Witnessing his vulnerability during these intimate moments weighed heavily on me, particularly because he had never shown this side of himself to our whole family. After those two pivotal moments in my life, I have solidified my decision to pursue a career in nursing with a specialization in Pediatrics. These experiences have not only shaped my personal growth but also ignited a profound passion for nursing. Witnessing my stepmother's unwavering dedication and love in times of need has inspired me to imitate her example, providing endless compassion and care to every child I encounter. Her presence in my life has shown me the power of genuine support and love, which I am determined to offer to my future patients. Moreover, the courage demonstrated by my little brother in the face of health challenges has strengthened my commitment to being a trustworthy and supportive figure for children and their families. His resilience has taught me that even amidst hardship, the presence of a caring and reliable healthcare professional can make a significant difference. I aspire to bring hope and comfort to those in need, drawing from the compassion and support that my family and healthcare providers extended to my brother. I believe that my unique perspective, shaped by these formative experiences, will enable me to have an effective impact on nursing.

Met Gala 2023: Karl Lagerfeld: A Line of Beauty Ah, the Met Gala, where fashion dreams come true and nightmares, well, also come true. In the grand spectacle of the Met Gala 2023, the clash between the best and worst dressed was nothing short of a fashion rollercoaster. Allow me to guide you through the sartorial highs and lows of that unforgettable night. Now, let's dive into the fashion disaster that was A$AP Rocky's ensemble. Picture this: a plaid skirt that looked like it wandered off from a Scottish hill, paired with blue denim jeans that scream "failed Y2K TikTok experiment." As if that wasn't enough, Rocky adorned himself with not one, not two, but three unique Gucci belts, each competing for attention like unruly siblings at a family reunion. The outfit topped off with a white-collared shirt beneath a black blazer and a thin black leather tie, was a confusing mishmash of styles that left onlookers, including me, scratching their heads. A$AP Rocky's attempt at merging grunge and glam fell flat, resembling a chaotic collage of mismatched elements. The red jeans peeking out from beneath the plaid skirt only added insult to injury. The Met Gala, a sacred ground for elegant, chic, and modern fashion, was invaded by a misguided experiment in clashing styles. In the fashion world, there are few things more exciting than witnessing a breathtakingly beautiful ensemble that captures the essence of the future. And that's precisely what we experienced when we laid eyes on Anok Yai, who effortlessly embodied the resplendent vision of the future in an Atelier Prabal Gurung Pannier-shaped dress. The dress was a true work of art, with an avant-garde silhouette and mesmerizing color gradient that made it an unforgettable masterpiece. But it wasn't just the dress that stole the show – it was Yai's entire aura that left us awestruck. Her glowing skin, in particular, was undoubtedly the pièce de résistance of the entire ensemble. Wearing a mask that added an element of mystery to her overall look, Yai showcased her impeccable sense of style and her ability to curate a truly one-of-a-kind experience. With her futuristic ensemble, Anok Yai reminded us that fashion isn't just about clothes – it's about creating an experience, an emotion, and a moment that can transcend time. In conclusion, the Met Gala 2023's best and worst dresses showcased the extremes of fashion experimentation. A$AP Rocky's confusing mishmash of styles left us bewildered, questioning the very essence of the Met Gala. On the other hand, Anok Yai's Atelier Prabal Gurung creation elevated fashion to an art form, proving that elegance and innovation can coexist harmoniously on the red carpet. As we reflect on that night's fashion triumphs and tribulations, one thing is certain – the Met Gala is, and always will be, a canvas for the bold strokes of creativity, even if they occasionally miss the mark.

Growing up with Vitiligo, my journey has been a rollercoaster of self-discovery and resilience. It all started in first grade, innocent and unaware, as those distinctive patches of pigment loss began to make their mark on my skin. Little did I know that this would be the spark for my biggest challenge: self-confidence. As the Vitiligo spread, so did the unkindness of others. Bullies found a new target, and stares became a constant companion in my daily life. I can still vividly remember the tears streaming down my face when I told my parents about the way people looked at me, told me that I bleached my skin, and the way they treated me differently by not playing or sitting with me. My confidence was at an all-time low. I became a master at avoiding pictures, not making new friends, and avoiding conversations about my Vitiligo. Then came the turning point, a moment that would alter my perspective forever. I decided to cover my Vitiligo with makeup for my dad's surprise birthday party. My skin was completely gone from the large white patches. I was happy and thought I looked beautiful. However, I realized that it was the bullies' version of beautiful. I finally looked like a "full black girl." At the end of the night, I had to wash off what made me accepted and beautiful in the eyes of others. To this day, I have never covered my Vitiligo again. This experience ignited some revolution within me. Why should I hide a part of myself that makes me unique? Why fit into the expectations of others when my authenticity is my strength? The shift in my mindset was gradual but profound. It took seven years of introspection, resilience, and self-love to embrace my uniqueness genuinely. Ultimately, I adopted a slogan: "Why hide it when I can show it off?" Through this journey, I have learned that true confidence does not stem from conformity but from embracing one's authentic self. The judgments of others no longer define me; instead, I have grown into a person who values individuality, resilience, and self-love. My goal now extends beyond personal growth; I aspire to be a source of inspiration for others facing similar challenges, reminding them that their uniqueness is a strength, not a flaw. In overcoming my biggest challenge, I have uncovered the profound beauty in being unapologetically myself. It is a journey that has shaped, empowered, and ultimately led me to love the person I have become.

For some time, I was not sure where I belonged in the workforce world. However, I knew that I wanted to work in healthcare! With that idea in mind, I am confident my commitment and determination, which enabled me to succeed in high school, will help me succeed in college and become the first member of my family to graduate from college and potentially go on to medical school. After going to a medicine program at Emory University over the summer in June of 2023 and volunteering at my local hospital for almost a year, I now know that I want to pursue a career in emergency medicine in the future. I am a Florida native and have been through Hurricane Irma and Hurricane Ian, so with my future experience in the emergency medicine field, I want to use my knowledge and capabilities to work with rescue workers and their teams during seasonal natural disasters like hurricanes. Earlier, I mentioned possibly going to medical school because of the journey of becoming a doctor. The traditional path of becoming a doctor is completing four years of undergraduate education, followed by attending a four-year medical school right after graduating with your Bachelor's degree. Then, I must graduate medical school, attend a residency program, and complete any training or fellowships based on my specialty. In total, this takes me up to a total of 10 to 14 tedious years of education. However, I do not have a problem with the duration because I know I can overcome anything I put my mind and heart to. I, unfortunately, do not have the funds to go through medical school, so I am currently in a position where I must take an alternative route. As of right now, I can only get my undergraduate education to go through nursing school. Once I gain enough experience and save a fixed amount of funds in nursing, I will apply to medical schools to go from registered nurse to medical doctor. The Bright Lights Scholarship money will enable me to carry out my objectives for the future much more quickly than I now anticipate! For instance, by keeping costs low, the Bright Lights Scholarship will assist me in covering the expenses of my undergraduate education at a prestigious university in the state of Florida. I am confident that I will be able to continue concentrating on my future profession in emergency medicine rather than having to stop my studies because of financial constraints when I can still advance. Moreover, the Bright Lights Scholarship will keep the light on my aspirations of assisting those in dire need!

Over the years, I have always known I wanted to help others. When I was in middle school, I decided to pursue a career in healthcare but only for my parents' validation. Soon I realized I should actually settle down and decide on a career. However, I still wanted to work in healthcare, but now for my own validation. While making this decision, I reflected on the major moments of my life. For one, when I was born, my birth mother made the decision not to want me a part of her life anymore, so it was just my dad and me. That was until my dad reconnected with an old friend back in Haiti. That old friend soon filled in the role of being my mother, even though she already had a daughter of her own and the fact that I was not biologically hers. Despite the many things people said to her and my dad, we still became a family, and she is my mom. Then, in 2011, my mom gave birth to my younger brother. I was very young, but now I know that my mom's pregnancy was not ideal. Many doctors told her my brother was not going to live or even cry once he was born. Despite the odds, my brother shocked everyone and did both of the things they said he would not. However, he visited the NICU many times. When I was younger, I felt like he lived there instead of living in our home. Flash forward to 2020, and my little brother eventually needed to undergo cardiac surgery. 2020 was a rocky year for everyone. Almost everything was shut down, for instance, schools and restaurants. Due to not going to school, my siblings and I went on short walks around our neighborhood. On those walks, my brother would tell me how terrified he was and how he did not want to die. Hearing him say those things made me scared as well. What broke my heart the most is that he never once spoke about how he felt about his upcoming surgery at home around our parents, but only when it was the two of us alone. Due to those two significant moments in my life, I have finally concluded to myself and my family that I want to pursue a career in Neurology or Cardiology, or both if possible. With either one of those specialties, I plan to reside in Pediatrics. With inspiration from my mother, I plan to make a positive impact through my career by providing endless love and care to any child, even though they are not biologically mine, just like how my mother endlessly does for me. Finally, with inspiration from my courageous little brother, I will make a positive impact through my career by being trustworthy and providing support to any child and their family whenever they need it. Trust and support are two of the many major components of working in a hospital setting, and I believe this is what my family, healthcare workers, and I provided my brother. Even though patients are battling their health issues, being trustworthy and supportive can forever remind anyone that there is always hope.

Playing soccer is, without a doubt, my most vital skill. Soccer is a challenging sport to master, and it is one of many that requires you to use your feet. We don't use our feet as much during the day as I do during a soccer game. Going to practice is one of the ways I choose to improve. Soccer practice allows me to develop my soccer skills. To score in a soccer game, you must know how to shoot the ball because it does not guide itself. I can enhance my shoots and make them more accurate with my training.

Everyone who wants to live a healthy lifestyle needs motivation. We are often busy doing numerous things on a daily basis, and occasionally multiple duties are thrown at you all at once. Whenever I am going through that type of pressure from school, my parents motivate me. My parents were both born and raised in Haiti and never had any opportunities, and they have always told me that they had to fight and work their way up to open their own opportunities. On the other hand, I was born in America, and as I get older, many opportunities and options can be easily be placed in front of me. All I need to do is stay committed to that opportunity, and I can succeed. My parents inspire me to do what I want, just like they did, despite their extremely low possibilities of getting there.

I have many goals for the future. I want to be successful and live a healthy lifestyle on my own. My current goal is to push forward in my high school career. I always strive to do my best on tests, quizzes, and extracurricular activities. I will always continue to take and build up my opportunities with my confidence to succeed. My most significant goal is to graduate high school with a superior GPA. After graduating high school, I want to continue my education and major in Pediatric Nursing. Once I become Pediatric Nurse, I will make it my mission to be there for any child's medical needs. I am incredibly passionate about helping individuals, children, and families with health problems. I will also be there to support that patient and their family. Not just as a nurse but as a friend to make a positive change in their lives.

I am confident to say that my best skill is playing soccer. The game of soccer is highly complex. It is one of the many sports that require using your feet. We do not often use our feet during the day like we use our feet during a soccer game. One way I choose to improve is by going to practice. Soccer practice helps me improve my soccer skills to be better. To score in a soccer game, you need to know how to shoot the ball because the ball will not tell itself where to go. With my training, I can improve my shots to be better and more accurate.

There are many ways can practice self-care. I enjoy playing soccer with my family and team. While I am practicing with my family and team, my mental and physical health improves. My mental health improves because I am interactive with people that support me. With the support I receive, I feel so much better. Journaling is an intelligent way of self-care. There are many ways you could use a journal, such as using it to reflect on your day, relieve stress, or stay more organized. Sometimes even being more organized can help you. I use a journal to reflect on my day. As I write on things that made my day or things I wish went differently, I ask myself questions for a self-reflection. I want to help myself grow and improve to become a healthier person as I continue journaling.