Girl in the Mirror
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It was still raining outside of that rusty window. The violent wind kept pounding against that lose window. Darkness was trying to corrode everything in my room. When I looked at my mirror, I could see nobody here with me in this room except her. She was standing in front of me with her wet clothes and her long hair was soaked and dripping water. The water dropped from her long dress onto the freezing floor. She walked toward me with a chilling stare, so I gazed at her teary face. There was an extremely sorrow story I could find in her mournful eyes. She softly wiped her tears away, but her tears just started to well again. When she looked back at me, I could tell her sensitive heart had been broken...