Publisher's Synopsis
High school was a labyrinth of mirrors-each one reflecting a version of me I didn't recognize. I was Adaeze, a name that felt too soft for the echoes of my insecurities. The hallways buzzed with laughter and chatter, but I moved through them like a shadow, unseen and unheard. I wore my uniform like armor, hoping it would shield me from the whispers that followed me down the corridors. But no matter how tightly I pulled it around me, the armor never quite fit.
The mirror at home was no friend. It showed me a face I didn't want to see-a girl who tried too hard to fit into spaces that weren't meant for her. My reflection was a mosaic of doubts and fears, each crack a testament to the battles I fought within. I wondered if anyone else saw the same girl I saw, or if they saw someone different, someone better. In the classroom, I was invisible. My answers were correct, but my presence was unnoticed. I was the quiet one, the one who blended into the background, hoping that if I stayed small enough, I wouldn't be seen. But the world has a way of making you feel like you're not enough, especially when you're still trying to figure out who you are. I remember the first time I looked into the mirror and didn't hate what I saw. It was a fleeting moment, a brief pause in the chaos of teenage life. But it was enough to make me wonder: What if the mirror had been lying all along? What if I were more than the sum of my flaws, more than the reflection that stared back at me with doubt-filled eyes? This book is not about perfection or the pursuit of an ideal self. It's about the journey of seeing yourself clearly, of understanding that you're not broken, just human. It's about realizing that the mirror doesn't define you; your story does. So, here's my story-not better, not perfect-just real.
