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The reflection of a stranger


Bloodshot eyes. Pale face. Growing thin Weary Fever overwhelms her body Who is she anymore. She looks at her reflection and a totally different person stares back. Her anxiety kicks in She can hardly breath. She can't sit still Her eyes twitch Her hands and body begin to tremble. Looking back and forth trying to find an sight for her sore eyes to find peace in. As her heart beat begins to slow down. A pit in her stomach forms. She realizes she can't even begin to explain her thoughts, actions or emotions anymore She has been changed She can't undo her past So she must learn to cope with herself in the present.
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