Oh, girl, you’re getting more beautiful everyday. Your beautiful face. Your long blonde hair. Your shiny lips. Everything. Now, i see why those guys in your school are crazy about you. Some are even obsessed. Send you flowers, chocolate, and love letters.

“Mirror, mirror on the wall”, you said to the mirror in your bedroom. “Who’s the prettiest of all?”. Isn’t that obvious, girl? “You. Yes, you. Of course it’s you”, i answered, from behind the mirror, beneath the wall.