I looked in the mirror and saw a blank ,miserable, puffy eyed reflection.
A sad but raw form that was deep down me, a Me I'd barley recognize if I didn't see myself.
I placed a hand on the mirror and it reflected my action.
I stared at it angrily and it reflected my stare.
"Never again"
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The Rose That Grew From Concrete🏳️
Teen Fiction"Hmha tell me, Why should I apologize for the monster I've become? Because no one has EVER APOLOGIZED FOR TURNING ME INTO ONE"
