She was crying and crying looking at the mirror that was getting darker and darker. She taught being pretty was something untouchable yet so necessary.
Nonsense.
,,What a pity " said her other corner of the mind.
,,There are girls in this world crying because of the cold and hunger, yet you do it for a mirror? What a about the unloved ones? What about the abused ones? What about the ones with no right to an education? "
Suddenly, in that moment, she stopped, apologized to the sky and got up.
,,The more childish tears I pour down, the more wisdom you will get."
She grew years in a second. She knew she had to be more than a face just like millions in this world.
