OK, this is set when Kate was a teenager. It's very angsty. It will continue.
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She stood silently, the crystalline reflection of the white, pale glass reminding her of what she had done. She had always been pure, magical. 'She has a solid future ahead of her'. That's what everyone would say. If only they knew.
She didn't mean for it to happen. It was just one tiny thought at the back of her soul that was let out. It escaped from the closed box in which she kept her secrets, deep inside her soul. And in that one second she knew that nothing could ever be the same again. She wasn't pure anymore. She was older, and dark.
She had always managed to be alone. Even when she wanted so much just to have someone hold her, just to be comforted for one night. But no, she put on a cold demeanor, reflecting a personality of selfishness and shallowinity. Though she wasn't like that at all. She though about other people more than anyone realized. She was broken, and nobody saw, nobody helped and nobody cared.
Please R+R if you think I should continue. Chapter 2 is so much better though. Ok, I admit, I've already written it!