A Girl in Glass
When an old woman came in to fetch something, I reached out and grabbed the hem of her pants.
"Please… Help me…"
She jumped in shock.
Leaning closer, she realized I was a person. Her eyes widened in horror. She instinctively reached out to help me up, but the moment she saw my disheveled clothes and the blood running down my legs, she froze. Her hand pulled back.
"Oh, my child… Who did this to you? This is too cruel… Too cruel…" She kept murmuring to herself, then turned and hurried out.
For a moment, I thought hope had finally come.
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