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Felicia was perfect. Every morning she would sip coffee, Latte mind you, while balancing herself on newly bought shoes. She would beam her flawless smiles at everyone that walks pass her, a smile that warms everyone¡¦s heart. The staffs in the school admired her attributes as a leader, while her classmates admire her for simply being perfect. ¡§Look at her hair, have you seen anything so silky?¡¨ her friends would question each other knowing the answer inside their own hearts. Every move she makes became the target in everyone¡¦s eyes, everybody loved Felicia. In class, she would answer every question that was directed to her. He crisp white teeth would aid her in articulation when she flawlessly answers each question. She was perfect. That was what the world expected of Felicia. Little did the world know Felicia, who that girl really is. You see, Human has this tendency to let the world mold them into what themselves think is the ¡§perfect¡¨being. If the surrounding environment gives positive feedback to that individual, more than often, that individual would have self expectations to withhold that persona. In the case of Felicia, flawlessness is her only choice. ¡§What would the world think of me and my family if I didn¡¦t hold up to their expectation?¡¨ that question haunts Felicia night and day, breaking herself inner self slowly, devouring it into her inner conscience. Every lunch time, boys and girls would feast upon homemade sandwiches that were prepared by their mother. Sandwiches that had turn soggy due to the prolong period of time it had been sitting in their back pack.
Approximate Word count = 1003
Approximate Pages = 4
(250 words per page double spaced)
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