When Caroline finally got home she made the mistake of looking to her left and looked straight into that awful mirror.

Now she knew why that boy was staring at her, she looked horrible and ugly.

Her face was too long, her hair was too frizzy, her nose was too big, her legs were too short, her clothes were too big, her hips were too skinny, and her stomach was too big no matter how much the scale seemed to differ.

"Why are you trying to ruin me?" Caroline screamed at the mirror.

Caroline cried in front of that mirror, as usual. But this time, she punched as hard as she could into the mirror and watched it shatter into a hundred pieces. Blood poured down her hand but she was too tired and too upset to care.

So instead of washing her hand and bandaging it, as any normal person would do, she fell asleep with it still bleeding and she cried to try to block the pain from her right hand.