Saying Goodbye
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I slowly open my eyes, the first thing seeing is the darkened ceiling. The only source of illumination is moonlight, from the window nearby.
It seems like the days and weeks blend in one right after another, ever since I left the Agency. I haven't seen my friends for a while. Not even my old mentor.
I spy a small knife on my desk. Picking it up, I press my thumb against the blade, drawing blood.
I pull my hair back, and with little difficulty, my long hair is no more.
With this, I say goodbye to who I've been.