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.