I looked at the mirror more attentively than ever because I knew the girl who was staring right back at me.
It was the self-sacrificing girl who would do anything for her sister and to appease her parents, but I hate her.
I hate that I lied to myself and convinced myself that she was buried in my past because she follows me everywhere l go. she's a shadow of myself that I can not get rid of.
" Please tell me why you are sad. Today is supposed to be the best day of your life." Mary begged for the umpteenth.
" Can you leave me alone." I know that she's trying to help me, but I can do my makeup by myself.
" l can tell that something's wrong, but I don't understand why you won't tell me." She pushed.
" I said get out." I snapped, surprising both of us, but she brought this to herself.
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