Reflection

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this year's ago, it's not really my best work.

Submitted: August 09, 2017

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I see her. I can't quite make out her face. She appears trying to send me a message. Something is wrong, something just isn't right. I don't know who she is. I ask for a name she remains quiet, instead I see tears roll down her cheeks. Looking very closely, I just can't make her out to be............................. anyone. As I stare at her, my mind is racing, 'who is she, what's wrong with her, where did she come from, why is she crying, what's going on'. Thoughts pumping. The tears keep rolling, I'm still thinking not knowing what to do, I try to reach out to her but she's not responding. Trying to figure her out, there's no absolute clue. As I stand staring, & wondering, I realize that the disturbed girl, is in fact just a mere reflection in the mirror of myself...


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