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Journey to self

No Escape

I was there, worn out with no idea what I was doing in a thick black widow spider’s web. I screamed but no one heard me. But then I looked closely at the reflection and I realised that she had a tattoo on her right shoulder..

She wasn’t me but she was my alter ego; Scarlett

I was extremely furious at her presence and as a result ,I screamed at the image and broke like sugar glass .

The exit door was on the other end and I started to walk to it when I was stopped in my tracks by a hole in the floor.

I took a deep breath and leaped forward, without looking down .

I got up and opened the door and found myself on my bed back at home with my family.
“it was all a dream “,I assured myself.

I could smell mum’s cinnamon cake baking in the kitchen . I got up and out of bed and took a shower then I went to the kitchen for breakfast .

“morning mum !”

“good morning , you’ve got an interview with the business school director “

I never wanted to go to business school but somebody has to come and take care of the family business.

“do I really have to go? “, I cried hoping that she might have changed her mind.

“we talked-about this already “, she responded, sternly.

we did talk about it so many times and we always arrived to the same conclusion : she’s the mother and she knows best, I’m her child and I obey.

I left for the meeting right after breakfast. I took my mum’s car with me and I was pulling out of the garage, I sensed that I was being followed.

I shook the feeling off and drove to the school.

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A lover of art 💜💜

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