The Crack in the Mirror
Short Story
5/11/12
Look at me, I'm
hideous. I mean look at this crack it's terrible. I used to be a beautiful work
of art, but now I'm just another broken mirror. I used to be perfect not even a
scratch on me but now I have this crack and you just store me away? Typical, you
buy something nice, ruin and throw it out or store and not even think twice.
You used to get up and look at yourself and say "wow it's going to be a
great day!" but not anymore because you just had to practice your pitching
in the house. What happens now? Do I just stay in here the rest of my life? You
can't even spend the money to fix me, that’s just perfect , I sit here and wait
till I die. Oh! You came back for me! Yay! So where are you taking me? Are we
going back to the room, wait why did you pass it? I don’t understand where else
are you going to put me? Why are you opening the front door! What good am I
going to do outside? NO! not the garbage!
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