Finish the Story
Sometimes I look in the mirror and see things about myself I didn't know before. I'll look and wish I hadn't buzzed all my hair off in the fifth grade. I'll wish I could dye my hair blue. I'll think about how I would look better with contacts. And I wish I wasn't so short.
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