People might say "First impression is the last impression" but meeting her after 5 years, all my imagination and perceptions mismatched with her personality. She was looking like an attractive precious stone that had stayed hidden inside a shell for thousands of years. I got mesmerized by her beauty when she took the hairbrush with her glowing, smooth hand before me and started to brush her long brown hair while her brownish black eyebrows were dancing slightly at every stroke.
I kept on perceiving her reflection with my eyes.
If I could speak to her I would probably say that she was looking just like an angel wearing that blue dress, just a pair of wings were missing.
Her name, I never knew because the creator didn't give me any power except for the ability to see only whatever was within my sphere. I couldn't even move. At first, She hung me on the wall of her bedroom but later I was treated like just another piece of glass with a crack at the sharp corner to the left. For that crack I had been kept in a dark room where all the useless things had made me feel invisible for five lonely years.
She found me today and placed me here where I used to be.
The things I remember seeing were nothing but nightmares.
The nightmares had to end someday...