Kandy flipped out of her bed and quickly grabbed her uniform. “I can't believe I'm going to be late! I'm almost never late! Oh shoot, shoot shoot shoot!'' She tossed her uniform on her bed and took off her pajama shirt and pants, leaving her in her underwear. She then grabbed her book bag and placed it gently.
Kandys' room had lots of bright pastel colors and decor. Pink, blue and yellow seemed to be her favorite tones. Dozens of stuffed animals and pictures of her. Retro american devices and records to decorate and take up space. Loads of singers and idols from around the world.
She went to her bathroom to wash her face and brush her hair. Running some steaming water she hummed to herself as she grabbed her special rag. Upon running the rag under water and scrubbing her face she found herself staring at herself in the mirror. From our perspective kandy is a sweet young woman. Pink hair, hot pink ees, peach skin, a sweet innocent face. But when kandy found herself looking in the mirror she didn't recognize herself. The person she saw was stranger. When she look in the mirror she saw what looked like her but with pupil less white eyes that glow and some strange stripes in her hair. Kandy started shaking as she was dissociating quite early in the morning. She didn't know this was dissociation, and it was starting to scare her. There was one thing she saw in the mirror that she recognized, the one thing unusual about her body that alluded for all her life. The heart shaped imagery in her right eye. Neither Kandy nor her parents knew what it was. Thought it was a strange defect in her birth like a version of polycoria, or heterochromia.
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