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Butterflies 2

Maisy

I ran my fingers on the rough surface of the mirror. It was terrifying, seeing how deep the scarring was. I wanted badly to put it behind me but no one was in the room. It didn't make any sense.

The whispers came again. This time, they sounded like they were in pain. It was a chime of horrifying hushed voice.

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Mary Walters
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