Mirror
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Mirror
Yugi's Intervention
Maybe deep down inside, you don't believe it
Your wailing wall
Isn't weeping at all
You're not worthy of adoration
When I woke up, I was not where I had been. The mirror was gone, and I seemed to be in a hospital bed. Yugi was sitting next to the bed, crying his little purple eyes out. I tried to sit up, but there was so much pain in my arms. I had never felt so much physical pain before in my entire life. It was possibly as worse as the emotional pain I felt inside every day.
I turned to Yugi as best I could, still hurting. He stopped crying and looked at me, tears still streaking down his face. He smiled. Even I could not tell if it was a genuine smile or a farce.
"What happened?" I asked, realizing how weak my voice was.
"I heard sounds, and when I entered the room...you...your arms were impaled with glass shards...but the mirror wasn't broken. There was blood everywhere, and you had this look on your face...like you weren't really dead...but you weren't really alive either. I...I didn't know what to do." Yugi said, voice wavering.
"It's okay now Yugi." I whispered, playing my normal voice of innocence and perfection. I had fooled him once again. But deep inside me, I wondered.
I had felt myself being drawn into the mirror, but nothing to what Yugi had described. The touch of the mirror was warm and welcoming. It made me feel alive, more than what I was. It was the sensation of the emotions that I had lost. I had felt! Feelings were a sensation so lost to me that I had forgotten them all!
But Yugi said I had found be impaled with glass. Had my own senses betrayed me? The pain in my arms seemed to say so.
There was a noise, and our eyes flew to the door. Seto was standing there, in either shock or fear. There was something wrong, and I knew what it was. I would have to act surprised.
Seto's shaky hand pointed at the TV in the room. It became static-y and then a flat and pale blue. There was silence, before Anthy's head popped up on the screen. She smiled at everyone else, but it seemed that she was grinning at me.
"Hello all...I'm dead...well...my body is dead...my mind is alive and well in the realm of cyberspace."
Her voice was mingled with sounds I did not understand. Chimera was overlapping her voice. Or was that her true voice now? To me, her voice was cold and sinister. She seemed to be telling me "wouldn't it be funny if I just spilled all of your secrets right here?"
She was mocking me! Fuck...shit...and other such expletives.
I tried my hardest not to glare at her, but she was taunting me and mocking me. She was trying to force my hand. I wouldn't give into her. I couldn't lose to her. Not now. Not EVER!!
When I returned home, hands and arms still wrapped in bandages. I listened to my own voice and stayed away from the mirror, leaving nothing to release my emotions into. I was trapped.
It was a week before I went to the mirror again. I couldn't help it. Again I poured it all out, secrets and emotions and all. I didn't care if Yugi could hear me or not. I needed an outlet. Some people needed drugs or alchohol to ease themselves, I needed my perfect reflection.
This time was different. When I had collapsed in a heap on weak and dead emotions, my reflection began to speak. I don't know if that was my voice or not. It was darker, more sinister and yet...familiar. I stared stupidly up at the reflection as it began to move, and it began to speak.
"Why does it hurt?" It asked me.
I had no answer.
"Do you wish for some sort of salvation? Do you want to be free?"
I heard myself whisper "yes."
My reflection reached out to me, and I reached out to it.
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Anthy: woot! Luv the angst.
Anshi: Be amused.
Anthy: I was spending time with Johnny!
Anshi: JTHM!!!!
Anthy: All luv JTHM!!!!!!!!1
Anshi: Anyways...
Anthy: On to the chapter.
089701549874309587430691-29847504923857043
Mirror
Yugi's Intervention
Maybe deep down inside, you don't believe it
Your wailing wall
Isn't weeping at all
You're not worthy of adoration
When I woke up, I was not where I had been. The mirror was gone, and I seemed to be in a hospital bed. Yugi was sitting next to the bed, crying his little purple eyes out. I tried to sit up, but there was so much pain in my arms. I had never felt so much physical pain before in my entire life. It was possibly as worse as the emotional pain I felt inside every day.
I turned to Yugi as best I could, still hurting. He stopped crying and looked at me, tears still streaking down his face. He smiled. Even I could not tell if it was a genuine smile or a farce.
"What happened?" I asked, realizing how weak my voice was.
"I heard sounds, and when I entered the room...you...your arms were impaled with glass shards...but the mirror wasn't broken. There was blood everywhere, and you had this look on your face...like you weren't really dead...but you weren't really alive either. I...I didn't know what to do." Yugi said, voice wavering.
"It's okay now Yugi." I whispered, playing my normal voice of innocence and perfection. I had fooled him once again. But deep inside me, I wondered.
I had felt myself being drawn into the mirror, but nothing to what Yugi had described. The touch of the mirror was warm and welcoming. It made me feel alive, more than what I was. It was the sensation of the emotions that I had lost. I had felt! Feelings were a sensation so lost to me that I had forgotten them all!
But Yugi said I had found be impaled with glass. Had my own senses betrayed me? The pain in my arms seemed to say so.
There was a noise, and our eyes flew to the door. Seto was standing there, in either shock or fear. There was something wrong, and I knew what it was. I would have to act surprised.
Seto's shaky hand pointed at the TV in the room. It became static-y and then a flat and pale blue. There was silence, before Anthy's head popped up on the screen. She smiled at everyone else, but it seemed that she was grinning at me.
"Hello all...I'm dead...well...my body is dead...my mind is alive and well in the realm of cyberspace."
Her voice was mingled with sounds I did not understand. Chimera was overlapping her voice. Or was that her true voice now? To me, her voice was cold and sinister. She seemed to be telling me "wouldn't it be funny if I just spilled all of your secrets right here?"
She was mocking me! Fuck...shit...and other such expletives.
I tried my hardest not to glare at her, but she was taunting me and mocking me. She was trying to force my hand. I wouldn't give into her. I couldn't lose to her. Not now. Not EVER!!
When I returned home, hands and arms still wrapped in bandages. I listened to my own voice and stayed away from the mirror, leaving nothing to release my emotions into. I was trapped.
It was a week before I went to the mirror again. I couldn't help it. Again I poured it all out, secrets and emotions and all. I didn't care if Yugi could hear me or not. I needed an outlet. Some people needed drugs or alchohol to ease themselves, I needed my perfect reflection.
This time was different. When I had collapsed in a heap on weak and dead emotions, my reflection began to speak. I don't know if that was my voice or not. It was darker, more sinister and yet...familiar. I stared stupidly up at the reflection as it began to move, and it began to speak.
"Why does it hurt?" It asked me.
I had no answer.
"Do you wish for some sort of salvation? Do you want to be free?"
I heard myself whisper "yes."
My reflection reached out to me, and I reached out to it.
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