Anguish

Her eyes welled up in anguish. Who is this person in the mirror? Why is she so…so ugly? …                “This isn’t me!” She cries staring into her own sunken black eyes. To look at her she looks like a beautiful, happy-go-lucky teen. She’s not too tall, and not too short. Her hair though a... Continue Reading →

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