That girl just doesn't seem to know who she is or what she wants. She tried telling me that she doesn't know who she is, but couldn't explain herself. Supposedly, this girl has changed sizes multiple times today which is her reasoning for her uncertainty. I find it very absurd that someone should not know who they are. She then continued that someday I would have an identity crisis, too, when I go through the process of changing into a butterfly. I told her I will feel no different at all.
She began to leave, but since I found this girl interesting, I decided to ask her to stay so I could help her figure out who she is. I asked her to recite a poem, which she did not do correctly. That poor girl... The only way I could think to give her some hope was to assist her in returning to her desired size by eating from this mushroom. I was quite offended when she told me she thought three inches was "a wretched height", seeing as this is my exact height, but gave her advice nonetheless.
--Caterpillar
Very nice post, Katelyn. Keep up the great work!
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