she walked down that lonely road, tired and defeated. a shimmer caught her eye, she turned and started walking towards it. it was time, perhaps, to face herself. her hand reached across, and slowly, she wiped that dusty surface. almost immediately, she drew back her hand. staring right back at her, was her very reflection. she took a deep breath and took a step towards the mirror. and then... she was falling. images flashed past her eyes. her as a toddler, running towards her parents with a glee plastered on her face. her first ever birthday party. her first fall her first friend her first crush. and then she was 14 15 16 17 suddenly, she landed hard on a cold concrete ground. she tried to get up, but something was just pulling her towards the ground. lights flickered, and a door creaked open. "hello, is anyone there?" she cried out. a person slowly appeared. that girl was sobbing, not daring to look at her. and it dawned on her-that, that girl was herself. she looked so sad, so tired, so alone. "i'm so sorry" that girl blurted out. "i'm so sorry, that i wasnt good enough for you. i'm sorry for being weak. i'm sorry for falling so hard. i'm sorry for all the pretence and false joy. i'm sorry for hurting you. i'm sorry for hoping too much. i'm sorry for believing. i'm sorry for everything" the door slowly began to shut, while the girl kept whisphering sorry to her. "but wait! i don't understand! I..." /slam. "I don't understand. I don't understand myself anymore" she laid there and began to cry. and for the third time, she closed her eyes, paralysed, with nothing but sobs- that echoed the dark room.
