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On Her Way To No Where Town
She wandered into the prissy bathroom hating it for its prettiness. There were all kinds of trinkets and knickknacks She reached for two, and threw them onto the floor. The fairy broke into slivers bringing her at least a squeak of satisfaction. What are you looking at? She demanded of the mirror. Her face was puffy and unkind dark ugly mean circles under her eyes. She glared at herself, considered breaking the mirror also. She was in the mood to break, burn, and stab everything. Her three best high school friends would all be married after Saturday. She was the only one left not belonging to anyone. No job, no life, no hope. Fast on her way to nowhere town. She hated this house; this nonlife, this feeling of stuck. The men she had met were liars, and narcissists. She had been easily fooled by two of them, possibly three. She glared at herself in the mirror Feeling undesirable, ugly and unlovable. You are pathetic! She said to her reflection. Her brown eyes did not believe her. They laughed. God I hate myself! She thought. Received a sliver of satisfaction after slamming a bottle into the mirror. Watching it crack up into a spider web’s face. I hate all three of them! She screamed. But of course, she only hated one.
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