A teardrop fell from my eye, followed by 2, 3, i lost track counting.
I hit the mirror infront of me.
How could i stoop so low? This isn't me. This isn't the Adrianna Banks whom i've known. The real Adrianna Banks won't let anyone step all over her. The real Adrianna Banks can't be destroyed just by a mere someone.
I studied my reflection in the mirror. My lips are cracked, dark bags are surrounding my eyes, my face that used to be so tan looks so pale, i'm broken.
I don't know who to blame anymore. After all, Everything is my fault. I have been too careless.
And now, everything's pouring down on me like a large tide, swallowing me whole, engulfing me into its darkness.
Was it all really my fault in the very start ?
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How to be Adrianna Banks
Teen Fiction" How could i be someone i am not? Let alone pretend to be her for a least of 2 freakin months ??!" The ruthless, cold, and perfect Adrianna Banks just ran away and disappeared with no trace at all. All she left is a video tape and a book titled As...
