"Me?"A Story by Mark My way through self-discovery and self-acceptance is bumped.
As it stands, emotionally drained, dark circles under its eyes and mouth dry, in front of the full-length mirror.
What is what was in front of it? And what is what was in the reflection? While people could see a beautiful lady, I only could see a soulless body. Gasping for life, for something to fill it. And as something filled it, it realized it was in the wrong body.
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MarkAboutI like horror stories but can't write one. Mostly drabbles and non-sense most of the time. I tend to forget everything and disappear for weeks. English is not my native language. more..Writing
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