"Finally," you sigh after a long day of work, and shape shifting. "I finally get Camilo time," you start to walk past a mirror in your room. You stop yourself, wondering if that's actually you staring back in the mirror's reflection, and not some random stranger from the village you saw earlier that day.
"Why does everybody want me to be someone else?" You say as your eyes begin to fill up with tears. "Would they rather me be a whole different person as apposed to me just being myself?"
You notice a teardrop falling down your cheek. You wipe it off aggressively as you say to yourself, "Quit being a pathetic fool! It's your job to be happy all the time for your family!"
You make your way to your bed, grasping the pillow, and start hitting it against your face until your arms get sore. You smash your head into the comforter with your pillow on top of it. But, all of the sudden you hear a loud creak in the floorboards, "Dolores? Is that you?"
"I heard you saying things. Is everything alright, Camilo?" Dolores speaks with a rather concerning tone in her voice.
"Yeah. I'm okay." You lie.
"Except you're not. You realize that you can talk to me about anything, I'm your sister! Otherwise you know I'll find out. Anyways, time for dinner!"
"Thanks. I'll be right down."
You plod over to your door, glancing at the mirror once more. You realize that you have changed into your little brother- Antonio. You quickly morph back into your regular, teenage self, grabbing a recent full body picture of you.
Comparing the image to what you see in the mirror, you find yourself wondering who you actually are, and if you'll ever forget your real name and what you look like.
YOU ARE READING
Camilo Madrigal
FantasyCamilo's point of view during the events of the movie. If you guys want, or if I'm feeling up to it, I can do what could happen after the movie, too.
