Broken Reflection

Her once blissful self had faded, now she was someone else, someone she couldn't recognise. She was a shell of the girl she used to be. No one knew what happened, what went on in her mind. But now, everyone had adapted to her neutral persona. She looked at the world as if it was bleak and grim. Her sleep deprived eyes were the result of the many nights she spent stuck in her head, enduring the torment of her mind. Her once bold fashion sense had turned into the now over abundant drab oversized hoodies and black skinny jeans. Her eccentric behaviour made everyone wonder why she lives in a world of her own, shutting everyone else out. She had been one known for living in a fantasy world. She would spend hours with her best friend writing and drawing to her hearts content, always sharing her art with the world. But one day, a drawing of hers fell to the ground, her best friend picked it up and was taken aback when she saw it. She had expected something enthralling and innovative but instead saw a broken broken heart, blood dripping as knives were deeply engraved on it as if a part of it. It was so realistic and dark, you could feel the emotions of pain and heartbreak clearly expressed. She was perplexed to say the least. After some time they took her to a therapist, weeks later they all found out, she had major depression. But why and how were the questions never answered.

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