The Sun rose. Through my blinds they reached my face. My warm face. The bed was a mess but I didn't care. What a perfect morning. I quietly opened the door.... Quiet.
"Goodmorning!" I called from the kitchen
"SHUTUP and go back to bed" my step mom yelled from the other room.
I went into the bathroom that was attached to my room and cried.
"I hate this... I hate this life."
My head rose and I found myself looking in the mirror, touching the fresh bruise upon my face.
The words seemed to spill out of my mouth.." I will be trapped in this life forever."
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Trapped
Horror------------------------------------------------ The hands. The seemed to capture my soul. Trap me.. inside the mirror, forever. I grasped the rims of the world beyond the mirror. They have me... ------------------------------------------------
