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Chapter Two: Mirror

“I’m broken hearted, seems like we never started…”

She had an ‘A’ tattooed on her left hip in a deep black handwritten print. Every time she stared at the loopy script, she thought that it must have been very important to her before everything happened. It just had one letter, which held so much meaning, written in someone else’s handwriting. It was the most frustrating thing that Spencer has encountered through out the past years. It was permanently written onto her milky skin for a reason, and it was a reason that she didn’t remember. She decided not to ask her mother, or her father, or her brother and his wife. She figured that it being in such an intimate place for such a vital reason nobody would have previously known about it.

Spencer stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom naked. She had dropped her pink Victoria’s Secret robe at her feet to examine the odd tattoo once again. It was almost like a ritual for her. She would take a long hot shower, rinsing her body of the constant dirtiness she would feel. She pretended she was a Princess lost in the jungles of India. She would finally step out of the shower (a man made waterfall in the jungle), and walk into her bedroom to stand in front of the mirror. It was finally when she made her way to the mirror, staring at her reflection, that she stepped into the real world. It used to be the only way she would know that reality existed and that she really had been lost somewhere deep inside her mind.

She remembered how the doctors discovered this little piece of information. After being lost for so long deep inside the labyrinths of her brain, they found that when she passed one of the nurses’ windows that had just been cleaned, she caught eye of her reflection. They found out that when she came out of the long bout of self-induced psychosis, she went into a deep panic. She didn’t remember who she was before that and refused to look in a mirror any time after that. It was only those rare cases the doctors would pull out a hand mirror to show her that her pretend worlds were just false security blankets and she really was the pained figure staring back at herself.