Shattered

I sit on my bed staring at my reflection in the mirror. I cant even recognise my self anymore. in the flawless reflecting glass i see a girl that is broken, a girl whose soul has been ripped out of her, a girl whose heart has been shattered into a million pieces and now covers the floor like broken glass.as i further examine the girl staring back at me, i can see her face is wet and her cheeks a blazing red. Her dark brown eyes hold so much sadness, so much pain, so much suffering and so much desperation. The desperation for her family back a family that loved her and cared for her, her lip trembles calling out for her parents. Calling out for her mother and father that she fells like she will never see again.

I don't want this life, I want my old life back. this thought keeps playing in my mind.SMASH!!!! the sound of shattering glass fills my ears at first I only think i imagined it, but as i snap out of my thoughts i realise that I've thrown my textbook at the mirror. Now the girl in the mirror looks even more unrecognisable then before. Her long hair looks longer but messy and her pink lips look as if theve been bitten too much and are cut. Her face looks distraught like its a torn peice of paper that can only be fixed if someone where there to hold her together.

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