She can’t be, surely someone else is wondering the same things she is. Cordelia takes out her phone and gets her camera on, she looks at her reflection, and she checks her hair, as dark as night, and her eyes, cornflower blue. Everyone loves the way they look, one of the many, many things the government did was, they brainwashed everyone into thinking they were perfect, yet they weren’t better than anyone else, but still beautiful and perfect. Cordelia doesn’t exactly feel that way, she feels as if everyone is better than her, she wonders why she isn’t beautiful, but she is. She wonders constantly why she’s different, she’s not like other people, she’s not like her friends, and she knows it. “Have a good day at school sweetie!” Amelia says loudly as Cordelia gets out of the car, “Do good on your test today. Love you!” “I will and love you too mum!” Cordelia responds rushing out of the car. She has too much running through her mind, could she have forgotten something? “Get out of the way please, I need to get to English.” Cordelia whispers to herself trying to get through morning school
She can’t be, surely someone else is wondering the same things she is. Cordelia takes out her phone and gets her camera on, she looks at her reflection, and she checks her hair, as dark as night, and her eyes, cornflower blue. Everyone loves the way they look, one of the many, many things the government did was, they brainwashed everyone into thinking they were perfect, yet they weren’t better than anyone else, but still beautiful and perfect. Cordelia doesn’t exactly feel that way, she feels as if everyone is better than her, she wonders why she isn’t beautiful, but she is. She wonders constantly why she’s different, she’s not like other people, she’s not like her friends, and she knows it. “Have a good day at school sweetie!” Amelia says loudly as Cordelia gets out of the car, “Do good on your test today. Love you!” “I will and love you too mum!” Cordelia responds rushing out of the car. She has too much running through her mind, could she have forgotten something? “Get out of the way please, I need to get to English.” Cordelia whispers to herself trying to get through morning school