Prompt- Write a story about someone being obsessed with something.
Character- Dominique
Words- 165(ish)
(The reason there are no capitals is because she doesn't think she's good enough to use them, as she isn't as strong as her reflection.)
it's a mirror.
one that i go to .e.v.e.r.y. night.
but {[shh]}.
its a *secret*.
the mirror shows me what i
w
a
n
t
what i need.
i _need_ the mirror.
its the !only! thing i can have.
the only #time# i can have it.
the thing i ::truly:: want.
the thing i truly need.
but \/a\l/a\s/\.
the mirror ~gives~ it to me.
if only in reflection.
but its still mine.
in the mirror it will stay,
for no one can t.a.k.e it from me,
no one can take what i !truly! desire.
for its only a
. .o.
so I find the mirror :e:v:e:r:y: night.
every morning.
i (never) want to leave,
for to leave is to ^escape^ what i
w
a
n
t
to leave I will 'never' see it again.
my golden waves.
my ;sky; blue eyes.
my pale =ivory= skin.
my lanky but |p|e|r|f|e|c|t|l|y| curved body.
so i /waste\ away in front of it.
For i am obsessed with my reflection.