Act II: The Fairest One

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Mirrors show off a lot of things, but the big one of them all would be a reflection. The reflection shows a mirror image of the person looking. Mirrors are the true judges in this world. However there are times where mirrors can break a person. What mirrors break would be the person's looks, but that's not the case for me.

I'm known as the most beautiful person in the world. With my good looks I am able to get a lot of awards. Of course such these benefits like these do have some drawbacks. One of those drawbacks are trying to avoid anything that can hurt or break your face. I tend to avoid conflict but conflict always somehow manages to follow me everywhere.

Look getting a black eye may not be that bad, but to me it's the worst thing that can ever happen. It really hurts me, my feelings, and my face. Anyway moving on. There are two things that I can't avoid: conflict and age. Throughout my life, I've always thought that I'll stay young and beautiful forever. Unfortunately my thoughts came to a sudden end after since that day.

I was lucky enough to survive but my face wasn't. I've gotten so scars that day. What's even worse is that half of my hair got burned off. I tried fixing it but all I got out of it was a really bad combover. When I first saw the combover I screamed at the top of my lungs in fear and in panic. Tom ran to my room and asked why was I screaming. I've told him everything and to be honest he felt bad for me. A feeling that I've never seen from him before. Unless he did show some empathy for me before, I really don't know.

Afterwards I've gotten a robotic right eye and a metal chin. Thanks to this I have my hair back and I look young again. However if I were to switch it off, I'm back in my ugly state and my god, I have a lot of wrinkles. At least there's only a few that can be seen with the robotic parts on, but without them I feel so old. Oh wait, I already am. Ouch.

"Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?

The one with the ginger hair.

The one with that wears purple and green.

The one with the formidable chin. A chin that's not in a ugly shape of a butt like Mark's.

The one with the most gorgeous eyes.

His name is Matt and boy do I wish that I was beautiful again.

If I were to meet my past self, he'll call me old and that's the truth actually."


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