"I miss you, Kathrine. " I wish she didn't get mad at me. I wasn't trying to go with them but I guess she took it the wrong way. Ms. Layla always said I looked like Kathrine, She wasn't wrong. When I looked in the mirror, Kathrine would always remind me, "I'm a beautiful flower which means you're a beautiful flower too." I looked in the mirror. I was not like her at all. I was the uglier version of her. She was smart, pretty and well known and loved. However, there was me. I was ugly and a mistake. I laid my head on the table and cried. I miss Kathrine so much. Footsteps approached from behind. I didn't care, I knew it was probably just the maid or Alyssa.
