Semblance

I never liked mirror because they said it is the only object that will reveal your true self. I grew up without having any, because my mother have never let me. Out of curiosity, I begged my mother for a floor mirror on my birthday. She was agitated at first, but I tried my best to change her mind.

The next day, I came home to a floor mirror in my bedroom.

That day, I saw my self washed in red with a hammer in my hand.

For the first time in my life, I’ve figured out who I really am and I never heard of my mother ever again.