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Literature

Finding Your True Self

One morning, Emily woke up, stretched, and yawned, only to freeze at the sound of her voice. “Guten Morgen,” she muttered, groggy from sleep, barely processing the words that came out. She shook her head, dismissing it as sleepiness, and stumbled to the bathroom. But as she brushed her teeth, she noticed something strange. Her reflection seemed a bit different, though she couldn’t quite pinpoint why. Her eyes looked bluer, and her hair seemed slightly lighter. “Just my imagination,” she muttered, but even those words carried a hint of an accent, faint but noticeable. Brushing it off, she went about her morning routine, convinced that a good breakfast would snap her out of it. When she got to school, her friends noticed right away. “Are you putting on an accent, Emily?” her friend Sarah asked with a playful grin. Emily frowned. “Vhat are you talking about?” she asked, then immediately slapped her hand over her mouth. “I mean, what are you talking about?” Her friends laughed, thinking