Violet
I stare at myself in the mirror, looking at the reflection of the girl that stares back. I don't recognise her anymore. She is a complete stranger to me.
It's my birthday today. I should be happy right, but I'm not.
I should be 37 today.
I should be married to an amazing man, with children of my own. Most importantly I should be alive.
You always hear stories about women who want to cling on to their youth forever, but I see it as nothing but a curse.
Every day for the past 20 years, I see the same face staring back at me. I have matured as I have aged, but my skin does not show the tells of time. I still see the same immature young face. Even though I am not the same naive girl I once was.
I want to age. I want my face to morph as my soul morphs with it. But that's just something I will never know.
I feel like an empty shell of my former self.
I can't feel anything. I just feel empty inside.
Nothing can fill this hole nor the emptiness gnawing away at my soul.
Not Love from my family.
Not Cutting myself.
Not Smoking.
And not anything else.
I hate this house.
And I hate Tate.
I hate the others who live in this godforsaken place too.
Why can't I just be set free? Instead, I am Trapped here forever.
I feel sorry for little Jeffery. He should be 20 but he is trapped in the body of a young baby. Unable to communicate or do anything for himself. I feel sorry for him the most.
The only day I look forward to is Halloween, because then I can be free.
My afterlife is a load of bullshit though and it sucks like hell
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