Breaking point

“See that girl over there?” She asks with a curious look in her eyes.

“Who?” She replies, with the slightest bit of anger in her voice. “The one who is always smiling, bubbly and won’t ever ask for help? The one who has her life all figured out, her house clean and always reading a good book? Like she has more hours to spend than the rest of us, or came right out of a fantasy world?”

A little shook, she frowns her brows. Looking to see if she sees the same girl that she was talking about. “What makes you say that?”

With no tone in her voice the words “Nothing, never mind” spill from her lips. There is nothing to explain because even if she tried, she would not understand it.

She looks at her again, getting frustrated. “It was just a simple question, no reason to be rude. Can you at least tell me what’s on your mind?”

She takes a deep breath to calm her shaking hands. “It’s just…” she begins, “it’s just not fair.” and the words keep flowing out. “We judge her with a blind eye to what is inside. She might look so perfect and have everything figured out, but beneath the surface she might be screaming without a sound. There is a part of her others won’t see. And it’s pissing me off because it’s hurting me.”

The words that were spoken ring true in her ears. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. This is not what I wanted to hear.”

With tears welling up she looks again at the girl that she just mentioned. But this time she realises she is just looking at the girl in the reflection.

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