As she slipped her clothes off and stepped into the shower, she caught her own eye in the mirror. She wasn’t smiling. She used her finger to touch her collarbone. It was almost sharp enough to cut. Her ribs protruded plainly from her body as if her skin was as thin as plastic film. She was just bones.
The dark hollows under her eyes caught the rays of the falling light and the stranger in the mirror looked haunted for a second.
She blinked again and the illusion was gone. She remembered she wasn’t always this way. There was a time when she had been truly happy. But society had been too cruel to a young child.
She could never go back to who she was. She was too deep in drowning waters to turn back now.