After glaring at herself in her compact mirror for 7 minutes, she snapped it shut with malice. Muttering insults about her appearance under her breath.
Suddenly a voice cut off her self-loathing ramblings
"I hate when girls say they are ugly,"
"When I say I am ugly, I am deadly serious. I'm not fishing for anyone's compliments. Thats just how i really feel about myself. I think I'm 'okay' looking. But over all I think I think I'm unattractive. There are prettier girls; more beautiful girls than me. Everything they do is better and cuter than I do anything, even when they pull silly faces or act stupid. I wish I was more attractive." She paused, "I honestly wish I was one of those girls"
"Why waste a wish, you have already been granted" he said.
