Uhh...that's not right.

Quickly, I tried to tie the silky pink ribbon behind me, but with no success. Every time it was just too loose or too tight, making the white dress I wore inadequate to the event that would occur just next door. I looked around; no one, just the beautiful white walls with rose pink flowery accents that encompassed me. And suddenly, in contrast to my body that was heating up under the dress and bright lights, I felt cold arms wrap around my waist from behind. I gasped. Looking into the mirror in front of me, I saw her. She smiled at me, her cheeks lifting as her dark brown eyes grew into slits. Though they were usually filled with the utmost of jubilance, I couldn't help but think she looked sad. "Now," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Let me help you." She tied the ribbon, knotting and looping several times, her fingers occasionally touching the small of my back. She then turned me around to face her soft, blemish-less curves of her chin.