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This is from the POV of one of my own characters. It should be pretty obvious which one, so I won't bother saying.
Stranger in the Mirror
by Adele Elisabeth
Summary: Pretty self explanatory, don't you think? First person POV. Slides neatly into my stories somewhere between 'A Summer of Secrets' and 'Ack. No Title Yet'.
When I was looking in the mirror this morning, it was as though I were looking at a complete stranger.
Who was this person looking back at me? I barely recognized her. She was a lie, a fiction I'd created to protect myself. Someone I didn't want to be anymore.
Who was the real me?
I wasn't sure anymore.
When I first came here, to Hogwarts, I was different. I wasn't always this way, you know. And there's no reason for me to be this way anymore. But old habits die hard, and I don't know if I can change just like that.
My closest friend is an owl, for crying out loud. Clearly this fictional character was a mistake, should never have happened. Clearly she didn't belong.
But did I? And who was I, anyway?
I thought I knew, I used to know.
Now I don't think anybody does.
All that glitters is not gold, I know that much. I learnt it the hard way - seems sometimes like I learnt everything the hard way.
Life's too short to waste, but sometimes I'm afraid of living. Of changing.
Afraid of getting to know myself.
Afraid of what I'll find if I look inside.
Maybe I won't find anything. Maybe I really am the cold, heartless bitch I've been playing so long. Maybe I've been her so long that now she's all I can be. Maybe...
I used to think I had nothing to lose anyway. Now I know I was wrong. I have a lot to lose.
I just don't know how I can hold onto it.
There's a stranger in my mirror, and I don't think I want to get to know her.
***
Guess who it is. Go on, guess. I made it fairly obvious.
Toodles,
Adele Elisabeth
This is from the POV of one of my own characters. It should be pretty obvious which one, so I won't bother saying.
Stranger in the Mirror
by Adele Elisabeth
Summary: Pretty self explanatory, don't you think? First person POV. Slides neatly into my stories somewhere between 'A Summer of Secrets' and 'Ack. No Title Yet'.
When I was looking in the mirror this morning, it was as though I were looking at a complete stranger.
Who was this person looking back at me? I barely recognized her. She was a lie, a fiction I'd created to protect myself. Someone I didn't want to be anymore.
Who was the real me?
I wasn't sure anymore.
When I first came here, to Hogwarts, I was different. I wasn't always this way, you know. And there's no reason for me to be this way anymore. But old habits die hard, and I don't know if I can change just like that.
My closest friend is an owl, for crying out loud. Clearly this fictional character was a mistake, should never have happened. Clearly she didn't belong.
But did I? And who was I, anyway?
I thought I knew, I used to know.
Now I don't think anybody does.
All that glitters is not gold, I know that much. I learnt it the hard way - seems sometimes like I learnt everything the hard way.
Life's too short to waste, but sometimes I'm afraid of living. Of changing.
Afraid of getting to know myself.
Afraid of what I'll find if I look inside.
Maybe I won't find anything. Maybe I really am the cold, heartless bitch I've been playing so long. Maybe I've been her so long that now she's all I can be. Maybe...
I used to think I had nothing to lose anyway. Now I know I was wrong. I have a lot to lose.
I just don't know how I can hold onto it.
There's a stranger in my mirror, and I don't think I want to get to know her.
***
Guess who it is. Go on, guess. I made it fairly obvious.
Toodles,
Adele Elisabeth