The Demon I Used To Be

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Parts 14
Time 1h 45m

Reads 122
Votes 40
Parts 14
Time 1h 45m

I stared at my wasted self in the wet glass. My moist hair tugged to my face. Darkness made it difficult to tell the colour my eyes had become. I heard a squeal and, almost immediately, through the glass, the reflection of sudden drops of a fluid appeared.
    
    
      I'm Anna Smith. I lost my parents and five siblings when I was 10. My life afterwards was something... but I'll tell you the story...maybe not all about it...but most of it.All Rights Reserved

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I stared at my wasted self in the wet glass. My moist hair tugged to my face. Darkness made it difficult to tell the colour my eyes had become. I heard a squeal and, almost immediately, through the glass, the reflection of sudden drops of a fluid appeared.
    
    
      I'm Anna Smith. I lost my parents and five siblings when I was 10. My life afterwards was something... but I'll tell you the story...maybe not all about it...but most of it.

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