Change of soul

     My friend was being teared open, ripped apart, limb by limb with each telling of others perfections. A pretty girl passes my friend and boast of her hair so shiny and flawless and with that my friend looked at her own hair thinking that's not good enough. And she dyed it trying  to mimic the other girls gorgeous blonde hair, but horribly failed by turning her dark brown hair into a hideous shade of yellow and brown . Another girl walked by she was skinny as a stick and she went on and on of her advantages of being skinny. My friend looked at her self saying I'm not thin enough. And with that she spent her days eating gross weight loss drinks and exercising daily for hours. She would always be exhausted and feeling sick, but she got super thin because of it. A friend then walked by bragging of her eyes so blue and fresh and fine. My friend then looked at her dark brown eyes and said they are not enough. So she got blue contacts so shiny and fine but they were hard to wear and she almost seemed more blind. A gal bragged of her style so dark and immodest to me. I thought it was hideous too much was showing. But the bragging had sunk into my friend and with that she looked at her own wardrobe and it said it was not enough. So she bought clothes that showed to much, that were dark and attracted the wrong type of crowd.  Soon a girl with piercings everywhere ramble on to my friend about how pretty her piercings  were. And my friend looked at her earring-less self and said I'm not sparkly enough.  With that she pierced every inch of her body no matter how painful it was or how it looked she just needed to have piercings to fill a sense of acceptance.  A old friend walks by bragging of her sparkling personality and how her ways of flirting make everyone adore her. My friend looked at her humorous personality and said I'm not flirtatious enough. And with that she talked to everyone, and rude gossip was spread from her mouth so she would be the most adored and others would be flawed. Soon I began to take a step back from  my friend. I finally got a good look at what she had become and it was hideous. Her hair was stained a green- blonde shade, that was not appealing to the eye. Her body was too thin and she looked like a walking stick. Her eyes were too blue and complimented none of her  features, and blinded her from seeing what she had become.  Her dark wardrobe had become haunting and gave a very dark message. Her piercing were odd and almost to much. Her personality had become selfish, shallow and dark. I screamed for my friend, the sweet and kind soul I knew and loved to come out of this monster, to come out of the darkness. But jealousy had gripped her and became her. Now because of others bragging she felt worthless, causing jealousy to take hold and remake her. And now she has become something dark rather than being her own beautiful self. From that day forward I made a vow that bragging is bad and very shallow cause it hurts the good and shoots them down and makes them rise painfully off the ground. Turning them into something else rather than their own beautiful self.