A couple days ago I looked in the mirror and thought I was pretty for the first time in years. I it was just a good day but the next day I looked in the mirror and the same thing. Two days passed since then and I looked in the mirror and for the first I believed all the times she called me beautiful and it felt amazing to see what she saw. After all those years being shy and styling my hair to cover my face I realized that I only needed a second look. I felt pretty.