To Survive..✨

Graphic images included.

Recently, I was nominated to do The Smile Tag. In the tag you’re supposed to post a few pictures of yourself smiling, or pictures that make you smile and a little about it. One of the pictures I shared was a picture of me smiling a few months after a terrible car accident. Looking back on it and reflecting on it briefly I decided I wanted to tell the full story of that day. I feel like it was significant enough and I will definitely never forget that life changing event.

On January 16, 2015 I woke up thinking it would be another normal day. The first thing I did was text my dad, who was out of town at the time, to tell him Happy Birthday! Most of the day consisted of hanging outside with my uncle and cousin. Around 6 PM we decided to go visit my uncle’s daughter. My cousin was getting tired so he fell asleep waiting for us to get ready. After I was ready, I saw my cousin asleep on his back, snoring with his mouth open lol I wanted to capture this to show him later so I opened my Ipad camera and started to record. The problem was I started recording on front face cam by accident and got myself for only a second. Obviously that isn’t what I wanted to capture so I stopped and then turned the camera facing my cousin and recorded. I didn’t want to wake him up but I knew he wanted to come with us. I’m so indecisive I stood for about 5-10 minutes just deciding on what I should do. Finally something told me to wake him up and I did.

We were in a small truck and I was sitting in the middle, by this time it was around 7:30 PM. My cousin was asleep on the passenger side with his head leaning against the window. For a second I look out of his window and was frozen in place at what I saw coming. I can’t remember the color of the van now, I believe white or gray but I can remember how fast it was coming towards us. There as no avoiding this accident. I thought it was going to be our last day…

“This is it. This is how my life ends and there is nothing I can do about it.” That was my exact thought in that exact moment. It all happened so quickly! I was accepting what I knew I had no control over. The strange thing about it was that I know it was meant to happen the way it did. If I had left without thinking for those few minutes If I should wake my cousin or not, maybe we would have passed that street way before the van got there. If we did somehow still meet with the van, the crash would have been a lot worse for us, but more specifically for me. I felt guilty for a little while because my cousin wouldn’t have been involved if it wasn’t for me. But life works in mysterious ways. I had to remind myself that he would be more hurt if that crash did take my life. The doctors said we were lucky to be so tightly seated together or the impact would have been far worse. We basically helped shield each other in a way. The van hit us on my cousins side. Which means he was waking up to being hit, imagine his fear and confusion. I was crawling out of his window because the door wouldn’t open and at the same time he was yelling at me to hurry. I think we were both frustrated, confused, and wanting to get out of the totaled truck. I was so confused I thought we were hit while turning a corner but we were actually going straight, and spun around.

When I got all the way out I didn’t even notice my injuries, I was just angry and yelling at the woman that hit us, she was freaking out. Apparently she didn’t even have a license or it was suspended. Something was the issue. My cousin and I both suffered from serious injuries and had to be rushed to the hospital. For one, his head was leaning against the window so he had pieces of glass stuck in different places on his face, arm, and hand. My nose was fractured, both eyes were swollen and black, with other lacerations and bruises on my knees, hands, and face including forehead and hairline area. I can still remember everyone around me telling me I needed to sit down because my face was covered in blood, and I literally mean covered! I felt the warmth coming down my face like thick tears but I didn’t feel any pain. I wasn’t worried about that, I was just angry and worried about my cousin who was laying on the ground screaming in pain. I ran to his side and asked him what hurts… He said “everything.” My uncle said I showed a lot of courage that day.

My dad had to fly in from New York on his Birthday. Of course he did’t care about that, he was just glad I was okay but still, that’s got to be a horrible birthday present. Hearing that your child is being rushed to the hospital. Not knowing how serious things are and if they’ll survive. I wondered the same but I did survive, I’m thankful we all survived. He was there by my side and held my hand as I got my stitches. I was afraid and he tried his best to keep me calm. It didn’t help that my doctor was nervous, it was his FIRST time doing stitches on the bridge of someones nose. Yes, he kind of stuck me the wrong way once, not too badly but he managed to safely get the procedure done. The hospital was kind of low on doctors and rooms, I was actually placed in the hallway so we had to take what we could get I guess. After surviving, I realized that if I hadn’t, I would have left this Earth unsatisfied with my life. It was definitely an eye opening moment.💕

If blood and bruises disturb you I suggest not reading any further.

Remember I mentioned taking a couple videos before we left? Here is a screenshot of those videos. You can also see the bruising on my legs. Notice the amount of seconds taken for each of the 2 videos though. My video was 1 second, my cousins video was 16 seconds. 1.16= January 16th. This was not planned and I didn’t notice it until we were back home from the hospital. The last shot of us before the wreck with the seconds equal to the date. Weird right? Guess it’s just another strange coincidence. Again, life is so mysterious.

My 1 second video was so awkward and I’m glad I don’t have those lopsided glasses anymore, lol!

but…😢 (beware the below pictures)

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Here’s where it get’s graphic… Not a pretty sight just a warning, but it shows my healing process.

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I was also dealing with a lot of insecurities at this time. I wasn’t happy with the large size of my nose, forehead, the bags under my eyes or even my smile and this often made me have negative thoughts about my appearance when looking in the mirror or taking pictures. I didn’t feel beautiful. Or maybe I didn’t feel like the standard of beauty. People often make fun of you if you have a big forehead (“5 head as the teens call it in school”) or big nose. Ironically, these features I disliked so much were the main ones to get damaged during the car accident. I thought to myself, “now I really won’t be pretty enough.” But everyone kept telling me I would heal so quickly and I started realizing that I had been taking life and myself for granted. Appearance should be the least of worries. We all have imperfections, we all experience tragedy but those imperfections and tragedies make us who we are.They make us unique. Unique is beautiful! Life is beautiful! Life is also short…So stop taking it for granted.

This is just a weird doodle I made on SnapChat during that time.

The last 2 pictures are from today. You can see that I still have the scars but they’re very faint, you can only see them this well up close. Sometimes I wish they would completely fade but then again, I’m glad I have the reminder of a life changing event. Although it was tragic, I was forced to accept myself for who I was inside AND OUT (you’ll know more about this when I talk about my hair journey.) I was forced to see that beauty is so much more than features. I was forced to realize that I needed to make changes in my life for the better. So in the end, things weren’t so tragic after all. I want you to know that if you’re going through anything right now, you will survive.✨

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Watching sunset with the trees🌳🌅

(All images are my own, I am not a photographer.)

On Friday, May 12th, I decided to watch the sunset from my balcony for the first time. Not just the first time on my balcony, but for the first time period. I didn’t plan on watching the sunset that day, I just happened to be in the living room with Izabelle and glanced out the window. This is what I saw stepping out:

Of course you see the trees want to watch also so they’re  kind of in my way.. It was still beautiful.

Izabelle was with me the whole time. She was mainly watching birds and cars by☺️💕






😂 Woah.

Minutes later:





By this point I was getting excited, and jealous of the trees front row seats at the same time.



Here’s the best moment (and I’m sure the trees can agree also)💛




Zooming in





The sky looks painted right? It’s beautiful.

My boyfriend and I will be going to the park near our apartment when the weather is really nice to watch for a better view. I’ll post that one too✨

Have you ever watched the sunset? Where did you watch? Did you take pictures? Comment below.🌅

Short Story Saturday✨

Who’s got a shoulder when I need to cry
I feel restless and I don’t know why
Cry for help, but still feel alone
Like a motherless child along way from home
Lord I’m lost I can’t find my way
I’m dealing with the struggles in my day to day
My soul is weak and I wanna be strong
I try to run away but I’ve been running too long…
Motherless Child lyrics

Everyone has a mother, that’s how we’re all here. That’s why many of us are getting ready to celebrate Mother’s Day.

I haven’t been able to celebrate properly since my mother has been away, out of my life since I was about 3 from what I can remember. She was trapped in a high that could not accept motherhood. I always hoped some miracle would happen, where she would come back for me or we would meet. But if we met would she notice me? I probably wouldn’t recognize her. It became a dream of mine to meet my mother and have her love, and for that I would give anything up.

(Today’s story is not fiction. This is a part of my life. Listen to the songs that inspired me to tell this portion of my story and the poem I wrote: Kehlani – The LetterLabrinth – JealousJohn Legend – Motherless Child) *I highly recommend listening to these songs if you haven’t already. Especially if you have a similar story*

Sophomore year a miracle happened but I didn’t have to give up anything. I rarely get to see my mothers side of the family and I barely know them. I’ve only met my uncle, my grandparents, and 2 cousins so it’s always nice when I do get to see them. My uncle contacted me and my older brother D, (I’ll just call him by the first initial of his name) D is the brother that was in foster care with me, but had to stay when my father got me out because we only share the same mother. We were so close when we were younger. Sadly things aren’t the same…

Back to the story, we were informed we would be picked up to go spend some time with him and our grandparents. For some reason, I felt like it was more to it than that. I had this really good feeling in my heart like something great was about to happen. I was right.

When we arrived at my grandparents house, there was a woman standing outside on the porch waiting. I couldn’t recognize her but I guess my heart could? I felt it and knew in my heart who that woman was. I got out of the car and we basically went to each other with open arms. Before we got out the car my uncle said “We have a surprise. That’s your mama,” but like I said, I already knew. It was supposed to be more of a surprise for me because my brother had a little more contact with her than I ever did. I guess because he is oldest so it was easier for him to understand things. She instantly started to cry and apologize for not being there all those years, and for doing the things she did that kept her away. She made sure to tell me she loves me and always has. She was just sick and she wished she could take it all back. I was never angry at her and I couldn’t cry because I was just too happy and shocked that the moment was even happening. It could have very well been a dream.

I thought things would change that day, but this time my thoughts were wrong. She disappeared and I didn’t hear from her again until I was about 20 years old. I had been looking for her, asking around. Calling my uncle asking him. No one knew where she was or had heard from her in a while, but then my uncle calls back and says they’ve found out she’s in the hospital with pneumonia. He gave me the hospital name and some other information and we hang up. I immediately call the hospital but the nurse tells me she is sleeping at the moment so call back in a little while. I believe she gave me a specific time to call back, I’m not sure but I’ll go with that. I called back at that specific time and finally, I heard my mothers voice. She told me the nurse told her that her daughter called (I’m her only daughter) and she felt such a blessing over her and hoped I would call back. We talked for a while and I made plans to visit, it felt like that same miracle all over again. Only this time maybe things would turn out better, maybe the timing was better. Maybe meeting under the circumstances would bring a change in her. I don’t know. I just always have high hopes.

Finally arriving to her hospital room and hugging her again only made those hopes higher. Sadly, I was wrong again. We kept in touch a while longer than the first time, but not long enough. This time she was gone right before Mother’s Day…

I can’t explain what I felt then, but it was much worse than any pain I felt before meeting her. I even wondered if I should just give up because it would always end like this. Everyone told me she would make promises she couldn’t keep. Maybe I should have listened…but I can’t. I can’t give up on her or my hopes of having that mother daughter relationship I’ve always wanted and deserved. Maybe the 3rd time we meet will be the charm.

Letter To My Mother Away

Mother you’re away still 

I’ve never been able to celebrate with you for Mother’s Day,

or any other occasion.

Every year I watch all the other sons and daughters with their mothers

I tell my aunt Happy Mother’s Day! But it’s just not the same…

She has her own children 

Like you have your own

But you left yours to be all alone

High off life without me

It couldn’t have been easy 

But it was harder being low and sober 

You needed it but you didn’t need 

Me as a baby, and the thought of you leaving

The pain makes me queasy

And I blame you for many things

The root of my pain 

But I never hated you

I still love you 

Even when I barely know you

It’s such a shame

How do you even remember me?

You told me you didn’t remember my little brothers name

But I still love you

I was still happy I could be there with you for a moment 

and you were okay

It felt like a miracle 

I was in the hospital only months before from that car crash

Then there I was 

Walking through hospital doors 

To meet you alive

Smiling and laughing 

Giving me advice for the first time

Promising we’d keep in touch this time for the second time 

It was the best day of my life

I thought I’d finally have you in my life

And I did for a while

Then Mother’s Day came around

You were no where to be found…

Mother away

It’s been about 2 years since then

I haven’t heard from you since

But I’ve been told you’ve been seen and you’ve been asking about me

Is it true?

But if you really wanted me 

I know you could find me 

just like I found you

Still I love you

And I have hope

Broken hope 

That has not died

And If it’s not too late

When you come around

(Please don’t wait 

to come around)

I’ll be by your side 

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Short Story Saturday✨

The Beauty In Lyric

Lyric Wright was 7 years old when she fell in love with writing and singing. She wrote her very first song for the school talent show competition and won 1st place. 

🎶One day I will fly, I won’t have to cry, mom and dad will always be by my side but I just have to try, to be a big girl sometimes. Cause I can change the world, even if I’m just a little girl. As long as I’ve got super girl powers I can fly forever.”🎶 She sang softly in front of the crowd of parents, students, and teachers.

Fast forward 10 years later and she hasn’t stopped singing since. It became her dream to become a singer/songwriter, she was just too afraid to turn that dream into reality. She had always been very shy and reserved, so her talents were hidden from the world.
She always wondered what gave her the strength and courage to go on stage when she was 7 and why she didn’t have it now. Her theory: Children don’t gossip and judge each other as much as teenagers. They literally just want to have fun. Teenagers want to start drama, make fun of you, and pull you down to your lowest level of life all to fit in and make themselves feel better. Especially if you’re really good looking or talented. 

She didn’t have many friends so She didn’t want any unnecessary attention on herself just because She was good at something. Isn’t everyone? She didn’t think she was better than anyone else. Unfortunately, the students at Northwood would think that.

The one friend she did have was Connor and even he didn’t know she could sing. They met in Math class in 8th grade when he noticed she was struggling on a few tests. He offered to help her and she accepted with the sweetest smile. They were almost inseparable, people often spread rumors that they were secretly dating even when they constantly told them they were just friends. Connor knew she could write well. He learned that in 8th grade when they became friends. He helped her in math and she helped him with his language arts work. They’re seniors in high school now and still do the same only now it’s calculus and English. They were the perfect duo.

One afternoon after school, Connor stops by Lyric’s house as he often did just to hang out or to study sometimes. Lyric’s mother welcomes him in and tells him Lyric is in her bedroom. 
When he gets to her door it’s cracked and he hears soft singing. It’s her. She can’t hear because she has headphones on and she doesn’t see him because she’s focused on writing.

Connor listens to her sing and watches her write in a purple notebook for about a minute before she stops and takes the headphones off.

He decides to knock before walking in.

Connor: Hey, what you up to?
Lyric: Con! You scared me. Are we studying tonight? 

She asks as she quickly closes the purple notebook.

Connor: You know I hate when you call me Con. Like I’m some con artist. 
He says as he walks over to sit at the computer desk next to her bed.

Lyric: Oh shut up its cute for your name. Are we studying tonight or?
Connor: No, I’m just stopping by to hang. What are you up to? You didn’t say.
Lyric: Oh I was just writing. Nothing important. What do you wanna do? My mom got a few movies on bootleg and she says they’re all new, but I haven’t checked them out yet.
Connor: Nah I don’t really feel like watching any movies right now. What you listening to?
Lyric: I was just checking out this new song.
Connor: By who?

Lyric: Um, Rihanna. Why all the questions?

Connor: Rihanna doesn’t have a new song out and I’m asking because I heard you singing and now I’m wondering why you never told me you could. You’ve got some talent and you’re hiding it like this?

Lyric was astounded. She really didn’t know what to say. No one has heard her sing since the 2nd grade in that talent show. She knew he was only going to pressure her to sing more but she just wasn’t ready.
Lyric: I was going to tell you eventually. I mean it’s really not that special it’s just something I like to do.
Connor: it’s something you’re really good at.
Lyric: That’s partly why I keep it secret. You know how people at Northwood are. They’ll think I’m some conceited bitch in a second.
Connor: Or they’ll think you sound great, like I do. Does your mom know?
Lyric: She heard me sing once when I was younger, I wasn’t as good back then though. But you’re different. 
Connor: The only difference is I’m your friend and I’m gonna tell you the truth. You shouldn’t care what others think. They’re the snobs If they think that of you because you’re the sweetest girl I know. I think you should try out for that new show Musical Wars. You sing and write lyrics on the show to win 50k and a record deal with Next Star Music Productions. All you have to do is send a video with your information and sing a song for 30 seconds.

Lyric: Yeah I bet a million people audition for those shows. What are the odds of me winning or even being chosen?

Connor: Your name is Lyric Wright. I think that’s enough reason itself. Your name automatically makes you sound like a star. A lyrical singing genius. Honestly Lyric, you have a great voice from what I heard.
Lyric: I don’t even know what I would sing.
Connor: Sing anything. What about that Rihanna song you said you were listening to?

Lyric: Obviously I was lying. I was listening to something I wrote in 2nd grade for a talent show. It’s stupid. But I wanted to write a full version. Maybe even a better version. I don’t know.

Connor: Can you sing it again for me?

Lyric: Promise not to laugh?

Connor: I’m not gonna laugh. I promise.
Lyric: Okay. I’ve been working on it but don’t look at me…
Connor turns around and patiently waits. 
She takes a deep breath, and begins to sing…

🎶Born with wings but they seem that they’ve been broken. Trying to read life like a book but it won’t open. How is the story told? How does the story unfold? Is there always a happy ending? I’m just hanging on the branches. One day I will fly, I won’t have to cry, you’ll always be by my side but I just have to try, to be a big girl sometimes. Cause I can change the world, even if I was still just a little girl. As long as I’ve got super girl powers I can fly forever.🎶

Connor turns back around when he realizes she is finished. She’s just staring at him, waiting for a response probably. 

Connor: It’s a beautiful song. It’s nowhere near stupid. How could you ever think that?
Lyric: I don’t know. You really like it?
Connor: I do. I think you should sing it for the audition. I’m pretty confident you’ll be picked. The worst thing that can happen is you don’t get picked and the best thing that can happen is your life changing forever. You have a real talent you’re clearly passionate about. I can tell by your lyrics. This is the time for you to fly. Your wings aren’t broken they just don’t know how to work because you don’t use them. This could be your happy ending, but only if you try. Give it a chance.
Lyric thought about her best friends words and he was right. Those words touched her heart in ways she couldn’t explain but she knew that if she didn’t try now, she probably never would. 
Lyric decides to send in her audition with Connors help recording.
3 moths later, Lyric Wright is on Musical Wars stage giving her winning speech.
Lyric: I wouldn’t be here tonight, standing here in front of you all as a Musical War winner of it wasn’t for my best friend Connor. He’s the one who convinced me to take a chance and reach for my dreams. He’s the one who convinced me not to worry about what everyone else thinks and just go for what makes me happy. I couldn’t ask for a better friend so thank you Connor. I’d also like to thank everyone for voting for me, my parents, students at Northwood High School. I really didn’t expect all the love and support I got.
I’ve learned how to use my wings and I’m flying! Thank you everyone!❤️

Lyric’s life was changed forever, for the better.

I hope you all enjoyed this short story and sorry there was no audio. Let me know what you thought of the story or what you took from it in the comments✨



Inspiration of the day✨

Well you all, the time has come a bit earlier..

If you didn’t know already, I mentioned that May 12th would be the last “Inspiration of the day” post. However, I am ending it a little earlier. I’m only ending it earlier because I have so many new ideas I want to start sharing on my blog, and I feel like posting this every day was holding me back. I felt like this was just becoming a daily inspirational quote blog for a moment, and it’s so much more than that!

I really can’t wait to share some of my new ideas and content with you all!

BUT WAIT!

Don’t think that i’m going to end like this:)

For the last day, I’m going to share 12 quotes (some are favorites from previous days)

I figured I would do 12 since I was only that many days away from finishing this, series?

Well, lets get started!


12 Inspirational Quotes You’ll Love:

  1. Don’t mind your make-up, you’d better make your mind up.
  2. A bird sitting on a tree is never afraid of the branch breaking, because her trust is not on the branch but on her wings. Always believe in yourself.
  3. Opportunity does not knock, it presents itself when you beat the door down.
  4. It’s okay to look at the past, just don’t stare. You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep reading the last one.
  5. Just because my path is different, does not mean I am lost.
  6. Your best teacher is your last mistake.
  7. It’s not how big the house is, it’s how happy the home is.
  8. Don’t make permanent decisions based on temporary feelings/situations.
  9. Remember how far you’ve come, not just how far you have to go. You may not be where you want to be, but neither are you where you used to be.
  10. Forget Everything And Run, or Face Everything And Rise. (FEAR)
  11. UGLY means, U Gotta Love Yourself.
  12. Stars can’t shine without darkness.

🌸Bonus Quote by Lee🌸 That’s me! Lol.

“If you’re constantly swimming in deep waters, eventually you’ll drown.”

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Can you interpret my quote? Which quote is your favorite? What other great quotes can you think of? Have you ever created your own inspirational quote? Comment below.

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Inspiration of the day✨

Ahh, life like a fairytale. Wouldn’t it be nice? It’s easy to get lost in our own minds, wanting to escape the harsh realities in life. But too much of anything can be harmful and sometimes we need to snap out of this fantasy we’ve created. Having your head stuck in fairytales and Lala land can become dangerous in the real world where things work a little differently. Identify what you’re trying to avoid or escape from, and figure out why you’re trying to avoid it in the first place. If you’re not Cinderella, you definitely should not be out wandering at midnight losing shoes lol, chances are you aren’t leaving your true love to get back home before your evil step mother and sisters. Something else is going on there. Instead of relying on drugs/alcohol, or trapping yourself in your own mind, find ways to escape within reality such as sports, blogging, photography, designing, or music.✨


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Short Story Saturday!



Listen To The Story Here

Names for this story: (twin sisters)

Marcella/Ella

Serafina/Sera

Some of the quotes I came up with for this story:

“If the inside is repulsive, the outside is fruitless/useless.”

“True beauty comes from within. Smile, it’s more attractive that a frown and will make you feel so much better on the inside and out. Love others but also love yourself. Be confident. Not conceited. Be selfless, not selfish. And you will always hold that beauty.”

I messed up a few parts in the audio and also lost my place towards the end, I had to do a little improv lol. Sorry about the mess up, the story is a bit longer than the others. I will add the written draft shortly. For now, please listen to the audio and let me know in the comments what you think of this Saturday’s story, or the quotes I came up with.✨

Written draft added below:

It was April 29th, which marked another celebration, another birthday for the Blaire sisters. Twin sisters to be exact. Their birthday was April 30th and they were turning 18 years old so it was very special this year. Although they were twins, they were still very different. Marcella, the first born older by 5 minutes was always the outgoing sister. She was very confident some would even say conceited actually, obsessed with her looks and herself in general. The younger sister, Serafina was more shy and reserved. She wasn’t as confident as Marcella and often felt like she was living in her shadow. It was a bit strange to others that they were twins but completely opposite in many ways. Marcella was into makeup and fashion whereas makeup and designer clothing usually made Serafina feel uncomfortable, or even that she was trying too hard to be like her sister. On junior prom, their parents and other students even “complimented” her several times about how she was starting to be ‘more like Ella’

Their parents ask them to sleep in the basement because they had a very special surprise for them that they wanted to be kept secret, and have ready in the morning.

Marcella: The basement? Do we really have to? I don’t get much signal down there and it gets way too cold.

Ella asks in a whiny tone.

“Do you want your gift in the morning or not? I know you’ll really love it.” Their mother responds.

Marcella: Fineee. I hope you’re right and it’s worth it.

She said back sounding spoiled and ungrateful.

“Sera, you’re okay with this right?” Their father asks.

Serafina: Yeah I don’t mind, it’s just one night.

Marcella: She doesn’t care about anything of course she would say that.

Marcella says jokingly.

Later that night…

Marcella: I hope it’s a car, or like a really expensive bag, or jewelry. But I really think it’s a car.

Serafina: What makes you think it’s a car? They didn’t get us one for our 16th birthday and you thought so then too.

Marcella: Well we’ll be graduating soon going off to college, they know we need one. And the fact that they’re making us sleep in the basement so we can’t see the garage and driveway area. Oh and just because I’ve been dropping hints.

Serafina: You’ve been dropping hints about a lot of things.”

Marcella: Oh whatever Debby. Let’s just get some sleep so we can get this night over with and see what it is. I miss my bed already but if I’m driving myself to school tomorrow it’s all worth it.

Serafina: Goodnight.

Marcella: Night Debby. I love you.

Serafina: Love you too.

The next morning the girls wake at the sound of the basement door opening and their fathers heavy footsteps, followed by their mothers heels clicking on the kitchen floor before coming down the basement stairs.

“Morning girls! Happy birthday! Get up it’s time to get ready for school aren’t you excited”

Marcella: No. We still have 30 minutes before the alarm shuts off.

Says Marcella, with that same whining tone.

“Well I’m sure you’ll appreciate the extra 30 mins to get ready this morning, come on. Get up like your father said.”

Marcella: Fineee.

Serafina: Morning mom. Morning dad.

Dad: Morning Sera, happy birthday hunny.

Serafina: Thank you.

When they get upstairs their mother tells them to go into their bedrooms to see their surprise. They did as they were told.

Marcella was of course thinking maybe they put the car keys in the bedrooms so they wouldn’t easily suspect it. Serafina didn’t really have any ideas, she didn’t really care actually. She would be okay with whatever they got but a car? Definitely not a car.

Marcella: You got us vanity mirrors? How cute! Not a car but still, cute. Thanks!

Serafina: I told you it wasn’t a car!

Sera teased.

“But thanks! I love it, really.”

She actually didn’t love it that much.

Marcella was already looking at herself in hers…

Marcella: Woah. Okay I gotta go take a shower and get ready. I look a mess.

“What are you talking about hunny you look fine. A few eye boogers in the morning doesn’t take away your beauty.”

Marcella: Yeah, its more than eye boogers dad. I’m taking a shower now. Thanks again!

Their parents hug them both and head off to work.

*

After their showers they each go into their bedrooms, pick out their best outfits, they get dressed, and sit down at their mirror.

As we know, Serafina isn’t really all that into makeup and fashion, she doesn’t want to be compared to her sister but she does sometimes wish she was the “prettier twin” whatever that is.

She looks into the mirror, staring hard at her imperfections as she fixes her hair.

Serafina: If only I were the prettier twin…Maybe I’ll wear a little makeup today.

She says to herself.

She reaches for her small makeup bag and grabs some mascara and a light pink lip gloss. It always gave the right amount of color without looking over the top, just how she liked it. Or was comfortable with at least.

When she looks back into the mirror she notices each of her imperfections or what she thought to be imperfections, her eyes, her nose, and forehead seem to be much larger than before, and she appears to be very distressed and afraid.

The girl she is looking at is banging on the mirror from the inside and shouting-

Let me out!

Why have you trapped me?

Why do you keep doing this to me?

Set us free or we both perish in misery, I am you and you are I Sera!

Set us free!

Serafina: How!? How did I trap you what is this??

Sera shouts back.

Serafina: I must be losing my mind. I, I must have waken up too early, i’m still tired or I’m still dreaming.

She squeezes her eyes shut tight for a moment and then opens them again

The distressed girl is still in the mirror staring at her, crying.

She says to Sera,

“You don’t see the Beauty, that’s the problem. You’re focused on the wrong things and have become so blind. I thought maybe you could see the beauty in me since i can’t myself. But I am you and you are I.”

Serafina: That doesn’t make any sense. That’s not a proper sentence, I don’t understand.

“You’re only looking at yourself Sera…Is this really what you think of me?”

Sera puts her hands up in front of the mirror to see if the reflection follows her movements, and it did. She then feels her face, she starts with her forehead, then her eyes, she goes down to her nose, and notices the reflection isn’t following, and everything feels small. Nothing like what she saw in the mirror…

The reflection starts to fade away, and Sera’s true image reappears…

*

Meanwhile, Marcella couldn’t wait to sit down at her vanity and apply her makeup.

She was ready to look her best and the best on her day. She had already brought all of her makeup over and spread it out in the little table. Her phone vibrates and she quickly checks the message, from a guy on the track team at their school.

The text reads:

Damn Happy birthday sexy! I know you gon’ be lookin good today”

She replies, with asking “when am I not? And thank you”

When she sits her phone down and looks back into the mirror she notices she still looks the same as she did before taking a shower. A mess as she had said.

She had bags under her eyes, wrinkles all over her face, and few pimples that she definitely didn’t notice before, but she appeared to be very angry and wicked like..

She quickly started to apply her makeup trying to fix whatever she was looking at. She had never seen herself this way before. She thought to herself,

It must be because I didn’t get that extra 30 mins of sleep. Didn’t even get a car. Now look what happened. The bags under my eyes are carrying all of that rest I needed.

But then, red letters are written on the mirror appearing to be in lipstick… Only Marcella isn’t writing it and no one else is in the room with her.

“If the inside is repulsive, the outside is fruitless.” The words read.

She became very frightful of this.

Marcella: Wth! Why is my mirror talking about fruit? I don’t understand.

“Useless”, it now reads.

She tries very hard to erase the words off of the mirror but it wouldn’t come off, the lipstick wouldn’t even smear. So then she thought maybe its electronic

She looks behind it to see if there’s a spot for batteries or a cord-

Nothing.

She looks back into the mirror and sees that all of the makeup she applied only made her look like a clown, or even a witch. An evil clown witch, still smiling wickedly at her.

She then says, “All the makeup in the world couldn’t enhance all of that ugliness inside. We’re so conceited, selfish, and wicked aren’t we Marcella? Don’t we look- Sexy?”

Marcella runs out of her room. Sera must have ran out at the same time because they run into each other in the hall and Marcella says,

“Those vanity mirrors are crazy!”

Serafina: A girl was in yours too?

Marcella: Not just a girl, more like some ugly evil looking creature! I don’t know what the hell it is but it wasn’t me!

Serafina: I think the mirrors are trying to show us that what we think of ourselves can have a very negative impact on what we really see in life. And how others may see us.

Marcella: I don’t see myself as a conceited witch thank you very much. What kind of mirror has the ability to do that, do you even hear yourself?

Serafina: Like I said, how others may see us. And I guess a vanity mirror can…

They each decide not to go back to their vanity until after school. To see if anything changes. Marcella wipes off all the makeup and wears just her natural beauty. They decide to focus less on their appearance and more on each other and making their lives better to see if that makes a true difference. And it did.

When they return back home after school and hanging with a few friends they look into their mirror and for the first time ever they both feel beautiful, happy, and selfless..

Both of their reflections in the mirror say to them,

“True beauty comes from within. Smile, it’s more attractive that a frown and will make you feel so much better on the inside and out. Love others but also love yourself. Be confident. Not conceited. Be selfless, not selfish. And you will always hold that beauty.”

Marcella and Sera both smile and think to themselves,

“Please just get us a car next year.”

From then on out, Sera accepts all of her natural beauty for what it is and doesn’t compare it to her sister or others. She realizes she can’t be so isolated and afraid to try new things all the time so she learns to step out of her comfort zone more.

Marcella realizes she has put too much focus on her appearance and trying to always be better than everyone else that she neglected the inside. Her heart, soul, and personality. She has learned to be kinder, more grateful and less focused on just being at the top of pretty.