The Victims Crime

The sunbeams directed my face as the narrow space on my curtain let it through.

I woke up and opened my eyes in a slowly manner.

The stuffs in my dusky room are on their usual place as my blurred sight tardily gets clearer.

I proceed to my bathroom to have a shower,and there on a dirty broken mirror I see reflection.

I started to stare on my own image, mesmerizing to every inch and detail of it.

I took the ponytail and tied up my hair. Suddenly, my head is in pain, excruciating pain.

And all the happenings in my past sinks again like a movie flashback...