Maggie was never beautiful, not even as a kid, not when she grew up. She would go to sleep wishing to be thin and handsome the following day, but it never happened. It was not that she was not the ideal of beauty, it was that she was plain ugly. No one ever said she was beautiful, not even her mother, and it bothered her when she was growing up, even if her parents told her thousands of times that it was more important to be a gentle person than a handsome one.
She became an ugly girl and an ugly young woman. And, finally, she grew to accept it, "You're ugly" Maggie would say to herself every morning in front of the mirror "now, go win the world". She heard people talking about how everyone was beautiful and laughed. People needed to stop lying to themselves, not everyone is born beautiful.
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