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Piercing blue eyes stared back at me and contrasted with a purple complexion. Those eyes were the only familiar thing about the reflection in front of me. The rest of the body was a complete stranger. Unrecognisable. The girl looked like me but didn't have the same passion and fire that I thought I had. The reflective surface drove me back to reality and crashed me into the brick wall which I'd built to stop myself from getting hurt. I reached towards the tap and collected the water in the palms of my red hands and threw the droplets onto my face but I accidentally traced my finger along my tender skin. "Fuck!" I yelped as I jumped backwards into the wall as a reflex and my scolding back reacted with the frosty tiles as I slid down it and cradled my knees in my chest. A single tear cascaded down my face and was absorbed by my pores. I sat there still and silent, afraid to move. However, the comforting silence was broken by a voice I knew too well.

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