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"Mirror Meera"
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Far away from the parade, young Meera held her breath steady with aspirations to stay at the top of the academy. She could hear the other girls pacing around in their room.326Please respect copyright.PENANAj3aEfGjjDr
Meera clasped her hands around her mouth and nose. Her fingerprints textured her own mortality as she felt her skin. her fingers creating a weaving pattern on every326Please respect copyright.PENANAIxB7IDUFi4
freckle her mother used to count, every pimple a dormant volcano waiting for her vocal chords to erupt and every crater a point of failure since her mom left.326Please respect copyright.PENANAmv8amoa9j5
Teddy bears, dolls, and wheels filled her room. She had a love for wheels of all kinds big and small as she spun one from time to time as she watched it 326Please respect copyright.PENANAgNXZC5DLLD
slow down, if only time could slow down the same way.326Please respect copyright.PENANAIqcajWcqqE
“Meera, it’s time.” Ms. Atwood voiced out through the door. 326Please respect copyright.PENANAnBuIwqFm9t
Meera stood up from her swiveling chair. The heels of her shoes vibrated the ground with striking strides. The girls stopped pacing as they knew the sound of her steps. She opened the door to confront ms. Atwood.326Please respect copyright.PENANAe7nMrKqIQM
Ms.Atwood was a middle-aged lady with big owl eyes. In her eyes, Meera saw her reflection, a slim body, fair, and brown voluminous hair that spun to her shoulders. 326Please respect copyright.PENANAIuHdqmLgxF
“Let's go.” Ms. Atwood said as they began walking down the corridor. 326Please respect copyright.PENANAcQjZnWrLjH
“Remember to not touch the princess, no matter what she does.” Ms. Atwood said.326Please respect copyright.PENANA1VOBN1jshz
Ms. Atwood continued her efforts for Meera to not celebrate the tradition of joining. 326Please respect copyright.PENANAc0VGEwiyMV
“Yes, ma’am.”326Please respect copyright.PENANAVFErHVnrAE
Meera eyes sharpened. her opportunity was to seize herself through another person's eyes and whom in her age group would have greater purity than the princess.