Today, he came up to his mother's big mirror and was amazed by his own reflection.
He looked so adorable caressing his nose on top of which he noticed a black dot and immediately got frightened.
His mother later on told him it's just a 'mole'.
I chuckled inwardly when he flinched the many times he tried to touch his nose to inspect the newly discovered part of his body 'mole', even leading to a series of cute sneezes.
But I could only feel happy inwardly to distract the pain as my own nose was hurting badly and the next thing I knew, I saw blood in the fingertips of mine that traced it.
It's okay, I told myself.
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Mirror, Mirror on the Wall✔
FanfictionA mirror tells a thousand stories, shows a hundred faces, and hurts a few, if broken in fragments. Caution: After reading this book, you may/may not see mirrors the same. The book or the writer shall hold no responsibility for your perception. You...
