The vanity

Ding* OOOH, Mae shouts out in exitement. I hope this is the vanity I have been waiting for. We had just moved into our new house, and I finally decided it was best for my room to get a vanity mirror. When walking to the door to see if her package was there, she started wondering how she was going to set it up. As she opened the door, she had seen a really big package she didn't even think she could carry it. Soon enough, she had carried it all the way upstairs she couldn't wait she rippped open the box immediately the tearing of the tape and cardboard was so loud but she just couldn't open it slowly and calmly she was too excited. She began to set up the vanity, grabbing the screw driver to put the pegs for the vanity to stand on the base of the vanity after about an hour and a half she had finally finished setting it up and placing it in the corner that once was empty and dark now has a big stand with a mirror. The vanity had the most incredible look it had a big mirror at the top, with lights surrounding the outside of the mirror, which turned an electric white when turned on with the black switch. The base of the vanity had 4 drawers on each side with 1 big drawer in the middle. The whole vanity was a white color and had the most shiny seal on it. As she had thought to herself, she was thinking of putting makeup in the vanity, She had always thought of wearing make-up she had seen her friend who was so beautiful she didn't even have to try her friend didn't even wear make-up she was just naturally beautiful and Mae just couldn't help to be jealous, her friend had everything she was pretty she was skinny and she was the smartest girl in her school. All Mae could think about was how ugly and stupid she was even in school on formatives she would get Fs even though she truly tried and would get made fun of. After thinking this, she immediately burst out in tears as she looked in the mirror of the vanity she saw the mascara stained tears underneath her red eyes. The next day, she didin't want to get out of bed. All she could do was look at thay stupid mirror in the corner. Later on, she decided that she still had to go to school well mainly because her mom came into her room 5 seconds later, telling her she just had to go to school she build up the courage to go to school with no make-up in her normal clothes with mascara stains under her eyes. When she got to school she ran into her friend. Are you okay? Her friend asks. Of course, I respond obviously, having to lie so she can't tell how I really felt. At the end of the day, when closing my locker, I saw my friend crying. What's wrong? I asked her. Do you think i'm ugly. No, I respond. You are the most beautiful person. But you're so pretty she says Why can't I be like you?