Her hair was a rich shade of mahogany. It flowed in waves to adorn her glowing, porcelain-like skin. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were a bright, emerald-green and seemed to brighten the world. Her luscious lips were so inviting, one could hardly resist the urge to kiss it. Her body was a nice curve of figure. Her beauty was simply ineffable. But through the mirror, what she saw was a hideous monster that would be shunned by people if it ever got out. It was a monster which had medusa’s hair, the skin of a zombie, that of dry and wrinkled ones. The lashes did nothing but make it more monstrous than it seemed. The lips were worse. They seemed so flabby and thick, they looked as though they were two inches thick. The body was no much better. It was a short figure comparable to a dwarf, and to top it off, the layers of chunks of excess meat were so distinct, it was practically unbearable. Its face was the worst. It was that of a typical ugly witch. There was no combination as bad as this. Even Dracula and Frankenstein would be made to polish their looks. It was the thousandth time she had seen this monster, each time worse than the previous. She dragged her feet and continued thinking of what changes would seem better…
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