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I woke up from where I sat by the my room door, and slowly walked into my bathroom.
I turned on the tap, staring down at the sink in a bid to avoid my reflection in the mirror before me. I couldn't bare to see myself; I hadn't taken a proper glimpse at myself in the mirror, since I turned thirteen.
I forced my mind not to travel down memory lane, splashing water on my face over and over again just to keep myself sane.
Unfortunately, my mind was out of my control. It played the scene anyway, paying no heed to my protests and pleas.
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