The Brush

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As I handed my mother back her brush that I had used to try to tame my wild hair she asked me, "Are you all beautiful now?" and I replied, "My hair is, their is no improving the awesomness that is my face." I said cockily with a smirk. She just chuckled and shook her head.

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