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Amy saw herself in a room full of mirrors.
She was confused. She didn't have a room like this in her house, neither has she seen anything like this.
Every wall in the room was a mirror. Bright light that came from somewhere she couldn't see helped her reflection to be more visible.
She walked closer to one of the mirrors and gasped at what she saw.
Her skin was as so pale her veins were visible, and her eyes had purple bags under them.
Her lips were no longer red but a pale purple color with a small trace of blue, and her eyes lost its bright colour, leaving it to remain dull and lifeless.
What she saw feared her, she looked like she was dead and didn't like it.
Make up couldn't hide this. She thought.
Amy reached for the mirror, but when she touched it the whole scene changed.
Amy saw herself on a hospital bed. She wasn't moving and the heart monitor was in a thin line.
She gasped and took a step back in disbelief. Her back collided with the wall. When she blinked she appeared in Deborah's room.
Deborah layed sprawled on the bed with her face in her pillow and her hair in a messy high ponytail. She could make out the sound of faint sobs coming from Deborah's mouth.
Amy opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. She tried again but only silence, so she and ran to the bed in panic, she tried to reach for Deborah but all she could feel was air.
She felt like a ghost.
More images of people she loved and cared for kept coming. One by one they showed and Amy still struggled to free herself from this nightmare.
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Amy woke up in a thin layer of sweat and heavy breaths coming out of her mouth.
She didn't waist time and sprung out of bed, she ran to her full length mirror near her closet.
She still looked the same.
She sighed in relief and touched her face to know if it was all reality, not an illusion. Even thought she felt happy now, she knew won't look like this forever.
She knew the reason for that nightmare. It reminded her that she was loosing time.
Yet, she could help but feel frightened. It's not easy to accept death just like that but she has no choice.
What would happen to her loved ones when she's gone? Would they be okay? Would they move on? Would they miss her? Would they remember her?
She felt scared.
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Her Story #2
Short Story•Book 2• When Amy receives terrifying news that she has 37 days left to live she feels all hope is lost, but she learns there is still hope. All thanks to him. (Hating Intimacy spin off.) Complete💛 Edit: cringing is inevitable. Be warned
