"Oh my god! I look stunning!"
Voices of a very familiar sound reached my face, or maybe it was HER face since I reflect whatever I see.
And yes, she does look stunning!
And yes, I am a mirror. Her mirror.
She's in her elementary school days.
I've been here, on the wall, since her the start of her elementary school, she's about to enter middle school, now! I'm proud of her. Too bad I couldn't swap souls with her parents and family members who could hug and pat her whenever they want. 10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkvHxaRuOOy
It's so nice to see how she changes over time. Satisfying. It made me prouder of how fast she grows!
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it's nice for me, but-
*sigh*
sadly, she's not happy. Nice for me but not for her.
Those elementary school days were in the past, those happy elementary school days.
Now she's in middle school, she's not a little girl anymore! Well, that's what she always says.
Another thing what she always says are words she says only to me, sometimes to her smart phone, too.
"I look ugly."
"I look SO ugly! Ugh!"
"Put the make up here, shouldn't miss a spot! Nope! Not a SINGLE spot!"
Those were the words she always says now.
I could hear her saying those now.
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I can't believe she turned from always saying,
"I'm so gorgeous! Like a princess!"
to something way sad, depressing,
"I look SO ugly! Ugly! Why do I need to have these thick eyebrows! Don't get me started on the pimples!"
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Sometimes I know it's her hormones changing because, yes, she's changing, so I stay quiet.
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Did I?
I think I did.
If I weren't here, right now, this very second, she wouldn't be complaining by how ugly she was.
But- to be honest, secretly, I think she's beautiful. She looks like a real princess now. I can imagine her being a model, best of all models!
But the sad news is, I can't, I just can't!
It's like I'm cursed to never talk! Painful.
I really feel bad for her, I've seen her, I was like her best friend! She always tells her secrets to me, always asking advice, like she was my best friend!
She helped me a lot, A LOT, like take one example, she's the reason I didn't get trashed out, she's the reason I was happy all those years together. She was the reason, of why, I love her. I love her a lot!
Her voice, which she claimed to be ugly, was as soft as the wind.
Her face, which she claimed to look like a witch, was the most beautiful face I've ever seen.
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I felt useless, she felt the same too.
One day,
"You know what," she asked me, softly.
"What?" I answered her voice, silently.
"I really wish I were you,"
"What don't! Life as I am horrible!"
"I mean you're a mirror,"
"Yes,"
"Mirrors can break themselves, right?" she asked, holding tears.
"Y- yes, yes they can."
And at that moment, I realized I was no use for her now.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfaAZi3iIch
I've failed her.
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Or is it she failed herself?
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