Short story:::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Julian beleives in passion, & love, but can't find it in her face:
Joseph: Look in the mirror & tell me what you see.
Julian: I see nothing.
Joseph: Look harder
Julian: Still, nothing
Joseph: Touch th mirror
Julian: No, I will bleed
Joseph: No you won't don't you trust me?
Julian: Not today
Joseph: Please do it for me
Julian: But there is nothing but your body!
Joseph: Please Please
Julian: Oh, look, a tear & an eye.
Joseph: I see a face, & lips, & pure white beautiful skin
Julian: I see it, it is beautiful
Joseph: What else?
Julian: A voice of an angel
Joseph: Can you touch her?
Julian: *reaches for mirror while crying but smiling*
Joseph: Silence is everything sweetheart
Julian: *falls down while hands are on the mirror*
Joseph: *stares in shock*
Julian: *cries harder on her lovely black poofy dress, and then everything around her dissapears so she is left with nothing but her reflection*
Julian: *breaks through all those little voices that say she is ugly*
your never ugly!
Cupcake poison 877
· Tue Nov 09, 2010 @ 01:05am · 1 Comments