Through the mirror I see a girl staring back at me. Brown locks fall past her shoulders and piercing, green eyes hide beneath boxy glasses perched on her nose. Arched eyebrows compliment full lips and chubby cheeks accent her narrow chin. When she smiles it's as if it face reawakens, coming alive underneath the neon. Yet as she stands there,
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