Dear Weeb,
I took you out shopping for some new clothes for school, today. When we were in the fitting room, there was this girl who had me in stitches. She kept saying, "Who's that pretty girl in the mirror? That's ME!" She kept saying it over and over again and I just thought it was the most hilarious thing and was trying so hard not to laugh.
I don't know if this girl really thought she was beautiful or was more enamored with just chatting with her lovely reflection as she tried on clothes.
Well it certainly gave me a chuckle.
That little girl was you.
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