~~
The mirror was her enemy. It taunted her and mocked her,
highlighting every imperfection and insecurity that plagued her mind at night.
She tried to bargain with it, tried to compromise, but there was no solution.
There could be no way to please both parties. So instead of peace, she settled
for tolerance, and her eyes learned to drift away from the reflective surface.
She began to accept that what she saw and what she believed in her heart was
the truth.
But one
day, something strange happened. A person on the street—an acquaintance, a mere
stranger—stopped her, and paid her a compliment before continuing on their way.
It was this statement, this idea that she had so long believed to be false that
stuck in her head, echoing through her mind the following morning. And in that
moment, with that one glimmering hint of truth, she smiled, and that mirror was
all at once less daunting.
She
learned that she was beautiful, and the world became a brighter place because
of it.
~~
Until later,
- Justyne
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