Devil's Dandelions

Devil's Dandelions

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She let out a high pitched scream, a scream as fragile as a broken mirror, fractured once again . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Yes, it broke him more
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"NO!" I pull at his hand, trying to restrain it from hitting the glass. He can't break it! "Please, don't!" I cry out, only to be thrown across the room, my body colliding with the wall. My only way home, my only chance to see the world I love and know. And just like that, his fist collides with the mirror, the glass shattering to the ground as I scream. Tears begin to fall as I scream at him, watching as he approaches me like a predator, his hands bloody, his eyes turning black. I'm trapped here, forever. And he couldn't be more happy.

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