Mrs. Jackson was in her bedroom, rummaging through the closets in search for the passports, ID and all the important files. Finally, the papers came within sight, grabbing them and placing them on her dressing table. Her gaze lifted upwards and towards her long, slim and gold framed mirror- making contact with her reflection. Before her sight, she stared into her dull green eyes rimmed with black bags due to lack of sleep. Her white hair began making a sight as they grew endlessly. Her figure seemed thinner than usual as the stress drained all her energy from her fragile body. She had lost the gleam of happiness the moment she was told the devastating news regarding her family's safety. Thoughts and theories played in her mind like a film, as if it were being fast forwarded. Her motherly side, slowly erupting as she worried about her children and husband.
Shaking her head in hopes of getting rid of the thoughts, she continued packing everyone's clothes and necessities, whilst her husband called a professional pilot. Mrs. Jackson just wished for a safe life and a happy ending, but she knew for a fact that happy endings only belong to fairy tales and her life... was no fairytale.
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