Silently, she stared at the woman in the mirror. She muttered, "This woman looks similar to me, in her face, smile, and style. If she smiles, she smiles too. If she cries, the woman in the mirror cries too."
She pinched her arm, but strangely, it was the reflection in the mirror that felt the pain. Over time, she began to love the reflection in the mirror. She felt herself in the mirror was more beautiful than she did in real life. She loved to stare intently at that face, seeing the perfection of her reflection.
Day after day, she was trapped in the mirror. She could no longer accept her real form. Her love for the reflection kept her from moving, as if her feet were chained. She was shackled to enjoying her own beauty in the mirror. Until she was trapped between illusion and reality.
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