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Mirrors
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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2016
I stand, terrified, looking at my dead reflection through the broken mirror, shards of glass cover the floor as I watch my reflection fade away to dust.
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I push myself up off the floor and begin to stumble around blindly. My body is aching, I'm covered in bruises, and I can't see anything except darkness. How long have I been here? Where's Tony? Is he looking for me? "Tony?" I whisper. My foot catches on something and I fall to the ground. "Tony!" I call. Silence. I bury my head in my hands and begin to cry. "TONY!" WARNING - This story contains themes to do with physical and sexual abuse. If this is a topic that upsets you, please do not read.