Underestimated
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Though she seemed far from it, she was so...pure, really. No dark makeup adorned her face, no intimidating piercings decorated her skin, nothing. Under all of it was a young, broken girl just attempting to make it in this world.
"People underestimate you, Sarah."
She turned to me, her striking green eyes shining.
"People underestimate you, Ash."
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