Intrepid #2

"No, this isn't you," she said, as she looks at her fiery eyes reflection from the mirror.
Then one second, the look in her eyes become empty -- the kind of emptiness as if anything in the world has lost its ability to make her happy.
She's been through a lot. The world has crushed her passions, her ability to feel happy, her self. She blame the world for it. She thinks the world owe her something.

"1..2..3.." she counts the ticking on the clock as she breaths hardly and eyes-closed.
"4..5..6.." she keeps counting and counting and counting.

Suddenly, her eyes are wide open. The fiery look came back. But now there's a bit of determination glare comes from that fiery tiny eyes.

"This isn't you," she said looking to herself at the mirror.
"I'm going to make you so proud from now on."

01.15 a.m.

-dmv

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