Girl In The Mirror

     Cold breeze of air blowing in my face . Sweet voice whispering in my ears. A lovely singing birds wake me up. Beautiful sun rising in my lovely day.

    I am so wonder waking up every morning. Sitting in front of the mirror. Looking to a girl. I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her sometimes I really wish I will. This girl was so mysterious and full of story inside.

    She love wearing black clothes and panjamas when she is in the house. Her attracting glittering pendant of her silver necklace sprinkle my eyes.

          I always looking to her every time I sit in front of the mirror. This girl was so jolly and she always wear her glamorous smile.

          But when time that I saw this girl. She’s full of loneliness and a longing heart. When I look in her eyes my heart melted because  I feel what inside of her.

     I feel the loneliness and a longing for someone to be her shoulder to cry. I remember the day when I was like her. Looking to a someone to be my shoulder to cry.

     A person that be my comfort zone. But then no one’s there the only one that always there in me is God. He is the only buddy that always there for me when I feel alone.

  I want talk to this girl, but I can’t. The only thing that I can do is to look her. Looking her crying and crying. But even she’s crying I feel the braveness and strong inside. She still stand firm and never give up.

     She’s the kind of girl that no matter how    difficult or hard the situation is, still keep on going and never let the difficulties of life drag her down. She’s still wearing her biggest smile to the world. Facing all the difficulties  and trials in the world.

        At the age of 12 she face the reality of the world and stood by her own feet. This girl was far from her parents and siblings. She living with her auntie and cousins. Though her auntie treat her as her own child still she’s longing for the comfort and lovely and tender love of her mom.

       Now she is 17 years of age and turning 18. I always looking her and witnessing her. I can say that I am her  stalker....

      I always look for her every time I sit in front of the mirror. Witnessing her happiness and worseness of her life...

     And the only that thing I can't          believe is....

          The girl in the mirror is me!

                     Yes, yes is me.

                     OHHHH is me!

The end.........