When she lifted the mask, she placed it carefully back on the wall, tears in her eyes. The mask smiled back at her, taunting her.
Why can't I just be happy?
All she wanted was not to hide behind a mask every day, but then everyone could see who she really was, and that thought terrified her. No one would like the real her, she thought. No one wants to know the real her. And so every day she puts on a new mask, hides behind a new face, and pretends to be someone else.ns 22.214.171.124da2