What's in my mirror?

What's in my mirror?

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A story I have been thinking about for a long time... Also, I would really appreciate if you used scrolling instead of paging to read this story, since paging kind of repeats and also cuts out some phrases or even whole paragraphs in my story. TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ This story contains paranormal activity, violence, gore and death. {During WW1, an amateur female painter cannot get over her soldier husband's death. She seems to be getting more and more crazy as time goes by. She has started having hallucinations, nightmares and random breakdowns. She's out of her mind, or not?...One night in her 90's, she died due to old age...} {Almost three months after her death, a male photographer, who wants a fresh start, moves into the property. Everything is going perfectly fine in his new home, until he started showing the exact same symptoms...}
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"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

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