WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR

ROGUE

Rogue has just finished taking a shower and is at the sink, she wipes off the fog on the glass and looks into the mirror at her reflection.

I stand there looking at myself. I have no makeup on yet, and slowly finish wiping my face off. I take my hand and slowing feel my own face. If anyone saw me doing this they'd think I was strange.

Well since I can never touch, this is all I have. This is the only way I can still feel anything with my own skin. It's amazing what you take for granted before you lose it.

Ever since that day my powers came I knew I would never feel another person again, it was like I'm being punished for something.

I close my eyes and run my hand against my face, I relish the feeling. I imagine it's someone else's hand, that it's his hand.

I don't know why he likes me. No wait I do, I still have a ghost of his mind in my head like all the others I've absorbed, but I still don't get it on some level, why someone would want a girl they could never touch, to hold not without some kind of protection.

He makes me feel better about myself, he makes me happy and he isn't afraid of me. He isn't afraid of a lot of things, including my powers.

I'm glad that I'm here and that I met not only Vincent but the others too. I have true friends here, even if at times they can be annoying, especially some of the newer ones. But I was alone for most of my life, had no real friends, I usually just hung out by myself and never got close to anyone because I was warned all my life not to get close.

Sure when my mutation happened I was scared, confused. But I'm glad I eventually ended up here.

Xavier has helped me especially when all those other personalities started to overtake me. That was the most frightening experience of my life. I still got nightmares where I turn into someone else and I'm no longer me. It's my worse fear that one day it would happen again, and that I will lose herself, permanently.

She opened her eyes and looked at herself. She signed. Her life wasn't easy, hell no one's here was to be fair, but she just wished she didn't have to be afraid all the time. No one new that she was. She was always afraid she would hurt someone with her powers, or her powers would consumer her.

She finished drying off and went to change. I think I'll go and see Vincent, he always had a way to make me feel better, but she doubted if even he knew how much she needed him at times, and that she wished for just once that she could touch him.