I look in the mirror starring at my reflection for too long because I start to pick out all my bad flaws from my curvy stomach to my thighs.
"Abigail!! Get down here!" I run out of the bathroom with jeans and a tee-shirt. I can feel my long blonde hair bouncing up and down as I rush down stairs remembering that I have school.
My mother and I say our good byes and head our separate ways, me going to school and my mother going to her Successful job that she is always busy at.
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