Snap!
Snap!!
With the scissors in one hand, I trimmed my hair as I stood before the mirror.
My hair was once my comfort and something I loved, it was something which made me happy whenever I decorated it and styles however I wanted.
But today, it was being cut.
Today is different though because me cutting my hair represents my old self being cut off.
My hair drops onto the sink, littering all around.
Now as I look into the mirror, a new identity faces me, one who's crazier than ever and ready to kill without blinking an eye a different Rebecca had been born.
"Miss Rebecca."
I heard the guard at my door say.
"Hmm."
I murmured, signalling to whoever was at the door that I was okay, if I did or said nothing then things were bound to get tricker.
"The master has asked me to check up on you." He says.
How long has it been since I last saw Helio's face?
Three days I believe.
