They always say that someone's true beauty is in the inside. Why is that? Why is our true beauty hidden away from others? People could always fake like they're a good person but you can't fake 'pretty'. Why couldn't it be that if you're kind person than you have a lovely face and vice versa. I was what most would consider a good girl; I did my homework and never talked back. That was how I was raised up to be, obedient and smart. People saw me as one of the guys, the darker one. My sisters were diamonds while I was charcoal. ALL PARTS/CHAPTERS BELONG TO ME AND MAY NOY BE STOLEN, REUSED OR COPIED. DOING SO VIOLATES COPYRIGHT LAWS. °ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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