When Monday morning arrived, I groaned softly into my pillow, not ready to face the world again. The thought of going back to school was already tiring enough, but what made it worse was the problem I'd been dreading since last night, how to hide my scars.I sat up and stared blankly at my arms, tugging the blanket away. My heart stopped for a second.Wait... what?I rubbed my eyes and blinked, thinking I was just imagining things. But when I looked closer, my skin was perfectly smooth. Not a single mark. Not a single scar."What the—" I gasped, immediately jumping off the bed.I rushed toward the mirror, almost tripping over my slippers, and stood there in disbelief. I touched my arms, my neck, even my shoulder, nothing. My skin looked... normal. Like nothing ever happened.My heartbeat quickened, half in shock, half in relief. "They're gone," I whispered to myself, a wide smile forming on my face. "They're actually gone!"I didn't understand how or why. But for now, I didn't care. W
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