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The only way you can see me is with a microscope. I measure between 0,3 and 0,4 mm, and like spiders, I have 8 legs.
I like living in hair follicles that have your nose, cheek and eyelashes. These are places where there’s more fat to feed me.
I feed on your secretions and your dead skin. I can put up to 25 eggs in every hair follicle.
My digestive system is not able to eliminate my waste, so i accumulate them in my body until I explode and die. My remains cause hypersensitivity reactions.
According to some studies, in some people, I can cause infections on eyelids and rosacea.
I am a mite that is present in almost every adult on this planet.
Are you going to sleep in makeup tonight?
Childâs New Friend Has a SecretâMomâs Heart Stops When She Finds Out
Lisaâs son, Mike, wouldnât stop talking about his new friend, Sophie. Every day after school, all she heard was Sophie this, Sophie that. Lisa was happy Mike had made a friend so quickly after they moved to the new town. But she was also curious. She wanted to meet Sophieâs mom and connect with other parents. So, when Mike asked if Sophie could come over one day, Lisa agreed.
The day finally came. Lisa drove slowly toward the school to pick up Mike. As she glanced in the rearview mirror, she saw Mike staring out of the window quietly. The silence between them felt heavy, filled with memories of their recent struggles. Moving to this town was supposed to be a fresh start, but everything still felt strange and unfamiliar. New streets, new peopleâit all made Lisa feel like an outsider.
Lisa hoped that moving to a new town would help her and her son, Mike, heal after his fatherâs death. But she worried about Mike. He had been so quiet and distant since the loss. She wondered if he would make new friends or feel comfortable in this unfamiliar place.
As Mike got out of the car for school, Lisa called out, âHave a good day, sweetie! Be brave!â
Later that day, when she picked him up, Mikeâs eyes were shining, and he practically bounced to the car. âMom! I made a new friend! Her name is Sophie!â
Lisa felt a wave of relief. Maybe this move would be good for both of them. From that day on, Sophie was all Mike talked about.
One afternoon, Lisa picked Mike up again. He ran to her with a big grin and hugged her tightly.
âHey, buddy! You seem happy,â Lisa said as they walked to the car.
âYeah! It was awesome!â Mike replied, beaming.
âReally? What happened?â Lisa asked.
âSophie invited me to her house to play tomorrow!â Mike said, excitedly.
âOh? When?â Lisa asked, glancing at him as she started the car.
âTomorrow!â Mike replied, bouncing in his seat.
Lisa smiled. âIâll need to talk to her mom first to make sure itâs okay,â she said.
Mike rummaged through his bag and handed her a crumpled piece of paper. âHere, Sophie gave me her momâs number.â
Later, at home, Lisa texted the number. âHi, Iâm Lisa, Mikeâs mom. He said Sophie invited him over tomorrow. Is that okay?â
A few minutes later, a reply came: âYes, Sophie already told me. Weâd love to have him over.â
Lisa felt relieved. She wanted everything to go smoothly. She texted back, âThatâs great! Is there anything I should bring?â
The response came quickly: âMaybe some wine, so we moms donât get bored!â
Lisa laughed. It seemed like Sophieâs mom had a sense of humor. She replied, âSounds good! See you tomorrow.â
The next day, Lisa and Mike walked up to Sophieâs house. Lisa held a bottle of wine and smiled at Mike, who knocked on the door excitedly. Sophie opened it, and the two kids ran off laughing.
Lisa stood at the door, waiting. A moment later, Sophieâs mom appearedâand Lisaâs heart sank. Standing before her was Alice, her enemy from high school.
Aliceâs smile was cold. âLisa,â she said.
âAlice,â Lisa replied, her stomach dropping.
Alice crossed her arms. âYou havenât changed,â she sneered.
Lisa shot back, âAnd youâre still showing off in short skirts.â
The tension between them was thick as Lisa stepped inside, clutching the bottle of wine. They sat down, but barely exchanged any words. The memories of high school rushed backâAlice had always been the popular girl who humiliated Lisa. The worst memory was prom night when Alice had stolen Lisaâs date.
The bitterness lingered, and Lisa avoided Alice after that, even though Mike and Sophie stayed friends. But one day, Lisa got a call from the school. Mike had been accused of bullying Sophie. Lisa couldnât believe it. When she arrived at the school, she saw Alice sitting there.
âWhatâs going on?â Lisa asked.
âMike has been bullying Sophie,â the teacher said.
âThatâs impossible!â Lisa replied, shocked.
Alice sighed dramatically. âSophieâs told me about it several times. I had to involve the teacher.â
Lisa was furious. âWhy am I only hearing this now?â
Aliceâs sneer returned. âMaybe youâre not paying enough attention to your son.â
Lisaâs anger flared. âHow dare you? Donât speak about my child like that!â
The teacher tried to calm things down, but the tension was high. By the end of the meeting, Lisa stormed out, furious. She couldnât believe Alice was causing problems again, just like in high school.
A few days later, Lisa was surprised by a knock at her door. Alice stood there, looking different.
âWhat do you want now?â Lisa asked, crossing her arms.
âI came to apologize,â Alice said quietly.
Lisa was shocked. âReally?â
Alice nodded. âSophie misses Mike. I hate seeing her so upset. I lied, Lisa. Mike wasnât bullying her.â
Lisa was stunned. âWhy would you lie?â
Alice sighed. âI was jealous of you. I always have been. Even in high school.â
Lisa couldnât believe it. âJealous of me?â
Alice explained, âAt least you had a husband who loved you. I married Scott, the guy I took from you, but he wasnât a good man. Sophie and I left him two years ago.â
Lisa raised an eyebrow. âSo, I should thank you for stealing him?â
Alice laughed sadly. âYou were always better than me, Lisa. I couldnât handle it.â
There was a long pause. Then Alice asked, âCan you forgive me?â
Lisa looked at her for a moment, then said, âCome inside. Letâs have some wine and talk.â
As Alice stepped in, she hugged Lisa, and for the first time, Lisa felt the years of anger begin to fade. They both had their struggles, but maybe now they could finally understand each other.
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