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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.351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUVoCUFIUlw
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 every351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEtH1ICadGr
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.351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWw7umafd0c
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 351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaNqkA0MmJs
slow down, if only time could slow down the same way.351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd28L8BMLm6
“Meera, it’s time.” Ms. Atwood voiced out through the door. 351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYiYwCfdKIY
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.351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqO5pVWDbiR
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. 351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvF3LpZnkaq
“Let's go.” Ms. Atwood said as they began walking down the corridor. 351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4I83GUA0XM
“Remember to not touch the princess, no matter what she does.” Ms. Atwood said.351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtT7xHP6wfQ
Ms. Atwood continued her efforts for Meera to not celebrate the tradition of joining. 351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Rhy3EDC0l
“Yes, ma’am.”351Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYasKg92Qsl
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.
