What I think makes me unique from the others is that I am a full on mexican, both my parents are mexicans and both of them are darker than me. Well I came out with really light skin, hazel eyes, and sort of blonde hair. My friends at school call me "A Reverse Coconut" because a coconut is white on the inside and dark on the outside. Well, I'm the opposite. I am dark on the inside, because my dad is really dark, and I'm look white on the outside. I got used to it, because it is basically true. Like they say, "Beauty is in the inside, not the outside." I always complain about my skin color because every person I meet, thinks I'm white, and , lets say I'm talking to a Mexican person, and they're taking to me they think I'm white, but then my spanish accent and tongue comes out, and they're like, "Oh my gosh, Are you Mexican?" Then I say yes and then they tell me to speak spanish. In a way, I enjoy seeing the looks on people faces when they hear me speak spanish. Then I have this hatred when people say I'm blonde. I even searched up my own hair color and I'm not blonde, I'm a chestnut. Look it up. I have this thing between my cousins, on my dad's side, were we have nicknames for each other. For example, my cousin Anabel is Banana, Salvador is Pistachio, My father is a Walrus, My mother is a Rasberry, My brother is a blueberry, and I am the famous Chestnut. Anabel got her nickname because she rhymes with Ana-Banana. Salvador got his nickname because he loves pistachios. My dad got his name, Walrus, because he's always rolling around in the pool. My mom got her nickname, Raspberry, because of her red hair. My brother got his nickname, Blueberry, because he loves the color blue. And last, but certainly not least, I got my nickname, Chestnut, because my cousins always say I'm a blonde and I debate with them that I'm a Chestnut. These are things that make me, me.