I haven’t taken part in Free Write Friday for a while but when I saw this week’s prompt I just started writing…! The prompt was:
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The beautiful little girl
Once upon a time there was a beautiful little girl. She was so beautiful that people would stop in the street to stare at her. They had to stop, because, just for a minute, she literally took their breath away. The little girl had no idea of her beauty, she just thought that people always stopped to chat and that the world was a lovely place. She was a kind and loving child, and every day she would stop and talk to anyone she happened to notice stopping in her presence. This happened a lot, what with her breath-stopping beauty, so she spoke to lots of people and many of them became her friends.
One day, halfway through a conversation with a seemingly friendly girl about noodles of all things, the beautiful girl was asked ‘You do know how beautiful you are, don’t you?’ The beautiful girl was taken aback and she just smiled and said ‘Oh! No, but thank you…’ To which the noodle conversation girl replied with a sneer ‘Oh you do know. I thought as much.’ She nodded to herself and walked off, cutting the conversation short.The beautiful girl was very upset. She went home and looked in the mirror. She was too young to understand the concept of beauty, really, but she decided that it must be a bad thing because of how the noodle girl had reacted to her. So, she decided to make herself less beautiful. She started by eating less. and less. and less. Until she was surviving on one carrot and half a celery stick a day. Her face was drawn, her eyes hollow, and her ribs poked out of her bony chest. She looked in the mirror and was satisfied that she was less attractive. But then she started to see women who looked like this in magazines, modelling the latest fashions, and overhear conversations about thinness being desirable. So she decided to make herself less attractive in other ways. Her Mother had told her ‘beauty comes from within,’ so she started to be mean to people. At first she spread nasty rumours about people at her school, then she progressed to being openly nasty to people so that they could see how unattractive she was. Like attracts like, so she started to spend time with people who didn’t respect her, nor she them.
By the time she was in her late 20s, the beautiful girl was in a loveless relationship with a man who isolated her from all her so-called friends (who were no good for her, he said. He was right about that). She believed she was worth no more than this. Every time the beautiful girl looked into a mirror, something tugged at her and she was overwhelmed by sadness. So she tried to avoid mirrors as much as possible. Until finally, one evening as she was brushing her teeth, her mirror image stopped. She started. ‘What the..?’
‘Listen to me. You. Are. Beautiful. Not only that, you are Beauty.Full. For years you have lived your life for someone else. All because of one comment from that stupid noodle girl? Seriously..? You are better than this. You need to eat. Don’t look at me like that, it’s a wonder you’ve lived as long as you have. You need to get rid of that man – yes, you will find someone else but you’re going to have to learn to love yourself first – and start life over with the same kind heart you were born with. That sadness you feel when you look in a mirror? It’s because you know you’re not being who you really are. It’s never too late to start.’ And she reached her arms out from the mirror, and gave the beautiful, beauty-full girl a hug.
That day she left the no-good man who didn’t deserve her. She’s still single, but she’s ok with that. Oh, and her mirror image? She’s now her best friend.