I looked in the mirror and saw a reflection that I simply did not recognise, was it because the girl I saw standing there was 20 pounds overweight with frizzy hair, a nose that stuck out like it had to be seen or was it the fact that the girl in the reflection staring back at me was incapable of love, was incapable of being loved. So, I looked away because that's what you do, isn't it? Look away and hide behind a mask, showing people the side you want them to see, the side you think that they will like, will want. But what if it's all for nothing, what if our existence is just an endless void of nothingness.
Was it because I felt nothing? Or, because every time I actually thought that someone wanted me, loved me, needed me was all just a game; a simple mind trick I had made up so that I didn't feel so alone. Is it me that must change? Or, are we all just pawns in a chess game and one by one we will get checkmated, life is just a pile of black and white tiles and if you land on the wrong one... you're out.
There are no second chances here. Only one, and I'm afraid my chance is up.
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Short StoryWhen a young girl becomes depressed and fails to see the beauty in life or herself, she begins to meet many new people who are willing to help her on her journey. But will their advice be taken? Or will she set out to do what she wanted to get done...
