she thought to herself as she stood bewildered by what's all going on . what if im dreaming? why can I feel pain?... she stares in a mirror noticing something about her new features .
"white eyes? "
she was confused she could see so she's not blind. what was wrong with her?. the though hit her like a ton of bricks. she looked. oddly like her daughter . soft. perfect. skin. white . gorgeous eyes. soft . pink lips light brown hair with a streak of gold .
was she her daughter? * she looked around the room.
it was familiar. to every small thing. the curtains. the paint. the smell the carpet the bed the mirror the dresser and the small family photo of her and her daughter at the zoo . what was going on and why was she here . she went to touch a necklace when something caught her eye. scars buried in her daughter's wrists and arms . she felt the warm tears flow down her face . why. who could have pushed her little girl so far. why did she just notice. why did it nit hurt. was she use to this . a million thoughts scrambled her mind . leaving as quick as thay came to quick to be remembered. if this is what her little angel went through. why was it she never had told her .