I stare at the girl in the mirror. She is me, or I am her.
I am this girls worries, her insecurities, her depression.
I am this girls reflection.
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"I-I'm L-Leah.." I stutter out to the boy covered in tattoos and has a lip piercing
"I'm Shawn." He says with a friendly
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i wouldn't read it, i wrote this bs when i was 13.