Amara lived in a town where everyone’s mirror told the truth. Every morning, the people would wake, look into their mirrors, and adjust their lives based on what they saw.
Some saw kindness growing. Others saw bitterness hiding behind smiles. But Amara’s mirror… always stayed blank.
At first, she thought it was broken. Then she bought a new one. Still blank. She tried everything fasting, praying, affirmations but her reflection never showed.
So, she started asking others. “What do you see when you look at me?”
Some said beauty. Some saw pride. Others whispered, “We’re not sure who she really is.”
Then one day, an old woman told her, “Your mirror is not broken. It’s silent because you’re still becoming.”
That night, for the first time, Amara stopped searching and started building her faith, her values, her voice. Slowly, her reflection appeared, not in the mirror, but in the lives she touched.
Sometimes, your identity isn’t lost it’s still being shaped. Stop begging mirrors for meaning. Start becoming the version of you heaven already recognizes.
