Random writing

Computer science [gore]

As I stared at my expressionless reflection that peered back at me in droning black screen of the school computers I couldn't help but peak at each individual blemish upon my face. I saw all of my acne, my crooked teeth and my weird w-shaped jawline. At the site of this I pulled my hands to my cheeks. I slowly pulled down in boredom. I saw my eyes begin to stench a bit and my cheeks begin to pull. But, all of a sudden, I began to realise that my cheeks weren't returning to their original position. They continued to follow my hands as if the were magnetised. I fearfully looked at what was replacing where my cheeks where meant to be and I saw raw muscle. I saw the blood oozing out of my face as I held what used to be my cheeks in my shaking hands. I continued to look at the reflection, at this hopeless girl that had no cheeks and I couldn't see myself. The blood slowly dripped down further onto her cheeks that she bore in her sweating palms. Slowly she looked down, away from her face and onto her cheeks. She saw the lifeless grey skin in her palms. She didn't know where to look so she looked back up onto her reflection, dreading what would stare back at her. To my surprise I peered at my face and my cheeks had taken their rightful place back onto my face. I hadn't changed the way that I looked for the past half hour. The only evidence of this happening was the sweat that was making my hair cling to my forehead.