"I'm tired of being invisible."
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The mirror can't see what I can. From the reflection, I see myself staring back at me. Warm hazel eyes, soft plump cheeks tinted with rose. Thin dry lips and caramel skin.
My chocolate coloured hair is pulled up into a ponytail resting on top of my head.
I stare, searching for who I am, after all, at this moment, I can't remember who I am.
Everything is gone. The past is but an illusion, all is forgotten. Just like me, sometime soon, when everything comes to an end.
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Hi! This is Kat! This story has taken me a long time but I'm editing it right now before I publish it. This is all just the beginning!
I hope you enjoy!
Publish Date ~ 17/11/17
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Memories Forgotten
General Fiction"I'm tired of being invisible." Those five words were the beginning of the end for Ella.
