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Janey is very plain. She looked over her shoulder and stares at her reflection in the mirror. Waht can be done? It's a disgrace and everyone knows it. Black eyes matched by black hair, wearing a plain white tee shirt with black jeans. She's ordinary and she knows it but the truth is, no matter how she tried, she couldn't accept it. She, like most people, desires to be special but she feels as if she cannot change who she is. That is why on this hot Saturday afternoon janey felt a sense of co plete hopelessness in her reflection.