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Looking into the Mirror
I am scared to look into the mirror because of you. I wonder what I will see, will it be me, or the monster that you are making me out to be?
Will I see skin, the color of green? Will I simply see horns on top of my head?
Will I have black teeth? That are rotting or falling out?
I wonder what I will see, will it be me, or the monster that you are making me out to be?
Will I see pointy ears, that can no longer hear?
Will I see anything that resembles me?
I am scared to look into the mirror. I wonder what I will see.
I am scared to see my reflection.
I wonder what i will see.
I wonder….
I wonder…..
I am scared to look into the mirror, for fear of my reflection.
I wonder what I will see, will it be me or the monster that you are making me out to be?
How I wonder…
What will I see?
Only one way to find out.
Time to face my fears, but I still can't help to wonder what I will see.
I take a deep breath…….. then I swallowed a scream that has crept into my throat.
I try to open my eyes…. I can't make them work, instead I sink to the ground, gasping for air.
I can’t look into the mirror for fear of what I will see.
I am scared to look into the mirror because of you. I wonder what I will see, will it be me, or the monster that you are making me out to be?
I can’t look yet, maybe one day, I will be able to.
I wonder what day that will be like.
I wonder……
I wonder…..
I wonder….
I wonder what I will see, when that day comes forth.
When will it be here? Sooner or later?
I wonder…
How I wonder…..
Will I always be scared to look into the mirror?
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