Lua Nova, 16 de Setembro de 2012
She stands facing the other girl in front of her. All the other does is stare right back.
Whenever she closes her eyes, she wonders if the girl on the other side will change... only to find out that the other's still there.
She keeps staring, hoping for something she's missed since the last time she watched her - something that tells her that the girl she knew is somewhere hidden.
The hair is longer and darker, carefully styled in defined curls falling down her back. Her face is no longer round and full. Her eyes look sharper but their colour remains the same, that being the first sign that the girl is not a total stranger...
It gives her hope that there's more than what she has seen countless times. And it's true: not only that, but the freckled face still gives her an impish look. They both smile at that.
Again, she resumes her search and frown at the pose of the other girl. It's so high and mighty and yet delicate. It isn't that she dislikes, she just can't help but to be a bit disappointed.
With that last thought she turns away from the mirror, wondering if the brave, impulsive girl she once was, is still somewhere inside her, waiting for the chance to come out again.
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