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Staring at the girl in the mirror, I reach up to touch my face. Then, suddenly, my heart begins to race. Because, you see, I don’t recognize the girl starting back at me. But I realize I’m looking into her soul where she has kept everything hidden under lock and key.
2 comments:
So cute! Love it!
Anna, I don't appreciate this. I'm taller than you. You should be the baby, eh? :)
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