Mary Bennet is the third child of the Bennet sisters, caught in between the two elder and two younger, like an object that falls between two stools. She is the only plain Bennet sister, and rather than join in some of the family activities, she reads, although she is often impatient for display. She works hard for knowledge and accomplishment, but has neither genius nor taste. She is as silly as her two younger sisters, Kitty and Lydia, though she thinks she is very wise.

I am in no ways, of course, Mary Bennett, but she is the one I sympathize with the most because I feel like, in some ways, I am more like her than anything; invisible, unnoticed, and yet doing her best to make her mark in the world, in her own little ways. ♥

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Greying by Gabrielle Wee.
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