From the Ashes we Rise
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"Soap lathers a soft pink as the water starts to run red. I wash the blood off of my throbbing and bruised knuckles knowing that they're going to be swollen tomorrow. I look up and make eye contact with the monster staring back at me, only this monster looks familiar. This monster has the same facial features as someone I once knew, the only difference is there is no life in her eyes. In those seconds that I was standing in this hotel bathroom that we've been hauled up in for weeks. I realized the monster I was looking at was myself."
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