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Mirrors of the past

  A soft whimper escaped her quivering lips. She clutched her arm as she winced in pain. Red liquid oozed through her fingers, slipping and dripping. Terror and fear gripped her, trepidation clawing at her throat. She tried and failed to hold back the sticky and thick crimson ink.Her eyes stinging with unshed tears. Her head pounding with endless  thoughts. Her heart beating with each overwhelming emotion.

  In the dark surrounding her, eyes gleamed with hate, with judgement. Despising the girl they saw. She shrunk further, wishing to disappear, her confidence completely shattering. Across the room stood a mirror, the only source of light, possibly an escape from these malevolent eyes. Making her way towards the mirror she stood in front of it puzzled as to why it stood in the midst of her nightmare. At first she saw her own reflection, a broken soul, a damaged human, a vessel lacking life, a disappointment. As tears blurred her vision the image became distorted. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand but now, staring back at her was someone she barely recognised, someone who she had nearly forgotten. 

  A girl around the same age as her with the same gold glinted chocolate eyes, only clearer and brighter. The same chestnut-black hair, only longer and livelier. The same pink lips but her's wore a smile. The same fair skin only she had no scars. The person she saw in the mirror was none other than herself, the difference was that the girl smiling still had her spirit, her hope, her life. She saw an image of herself in a warmer, brighter light.  Blinking back, she tried to get rid of the hallucination but it was to no avail.

  Suddenly, cracks started to run through the glass. The image of her past self broke apart in front of her, the mirror shattering into a million pieces. She was now left alone in this dark hole of her own personal hell.

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