"Will I ever grow big and tall?"

"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall..."
Gryffin Weatherlund's mom bought a new antique mirror that was worth a couple hundred dollars, she claimed it made the house look more refined. Which was odd because the mirror was framed in tarnished, dirty silver and out of its sharp, pointed corners grew silver acanthus leaves. It didn't match anything in the entire house, the house itself had a much more country feel to it. Still his mother hung it up, directly over the fireplace mantle.
"What hides behind your frame and all?"