[ all's well that ends well ]
She was confident. Yes, indeed. A rather simple girl knowing when to speak. She was the talkative one of the group and her eyes always shining bright. Even her smile brims up with delight. But then one day, when she was raising her hand to answer. Her ears modified words she could not render. "Conceited" they'd always say and it killed her. So skillful was she yet lost to a dull shimmer. And now she walks alone with a smile on her face.When approached, she fastens up her pace. Caught by surprise she was asked "what happened?" All the time she just smiles, uttering the same answer; "I'm not that girl anymore," And she goes away to hide forever.
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