There she stood
So weak
So scrawny
Dark circles surrounding her almost empty eyes
Gosh why does she throw up everything
Why does she look even more lifeless than me
If she only kept looking in the mirror for another minute
Instead of just tossing her vomit down the toilet
Maybe someday she'll just keep looking
Days went by
There there she was
To my surprise she watched me
Her eyes even more sunk in
Lifeless
She contemplated
Maybe now she'll see me
Or I'll reach out and touch her
Who would reach for the other
Just as she was about to look away she lightly touched my mirror
I felt her
What a feeling
She was almost a carcass
Even the vultures wouldn't have enough to eat
Her eyes as dead as there's
She screamed suddenly
She tried to break me
But I held her to me
There I went deep inside her carcass
She left by the time her scream was over
I laughed
What a weak girl
I dressed for the day and never went back
Night day what time was it... It doesn't matter
I have life
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HORROR TALES PRT III
GysIn life there's what you hear but what of what you should have known... Outcomes to learn from come from -anywhere Some day you will see that to be true For now.....just... read
