My alarm is screaming for me to arise from my sound unconscienceness.
Its 6:15 A.M.
I hear Dad in the shower.
I sit up and flip on the radio, and in the middle of my usual motion of my body dragging itself off of its resting place... I see someone; a female.
It startles me for a moment. Only until I feel that connection.
Hey, I know you.
I feel my inner child connect with the woman.
And I know that i have seen her.
In the confusion of familiar faces, I see something. I see something that I have never seen before. In the midst of this familiar woman I see something that I am certain was not there the last time I looked upon this being\\\'s face.
I stand up and get a little closer.
There are dark circles under this womans eyes.
She is not as radiant as the last time I saw her.
Her hair is a mess, and quite dry.
She isn\\\'t as clean as the last time I saw her.
Her bones pertruded from her body.
She is not as beautiful as the last time I saw her.
Her skin is grey.
Her clothes dont fit.
Her whole being is distorted.
And then It hits me.
The difference in this woman.
She\\\'s grown up.
Last time I saw her, She was a child.
Last time I saw her she wasnt afraid.
Last time I saw her.... She wasnt starving to death.
I hear Dad get out of the shower.
Sister is in the bathroom.
I take a look at the clock.
6:20 A.M.
The woman Is still there. It seems as if she is staring right at me.
I feel a sense of maturity and self-worth come over my entire existence.
I want this woman to go away.
I want her glow back.
I want her beauty back.
I want her body back.
I hate who her self starvation has made her.
I want her life ack.
And I know just the trick.
I walk over to the wall, and take down the mirror.
I get dressed, and go to school with a newfound sense of maturity. and A mind full of self worth.
