A poem by Brianna age 10



I have alopecia areata and it is not cancer.

When I found out I was healthy

it was the happiest answer.



I cried at first , knowing that I would have no hair.

Shortly after Christmas by head was completely bare.

No matter what I do, no matter what I say,

my hair might never grow back, all I can do is pray.



I know I look different to many of you,

But thank god for my…

Ok so I am on here today to challenge you guys (that is everyone on here) for a New Year's resolution to challenge yourself to come to accept or continue to accept this you that is missing hair.

By this I mean embrace you alopecia and not care that you don't have hair, in fact try to show who you really are and that your looks don't matter it is your personality that truly matters.

Hope that this challenge helps you to be happier and to know that you are an amazing person in…