– Hey
– Hi there!
– How was your day?
– It was fine. How was yours?
– Well… You know! The usual..
– Did somebody make fun of you today?
– Everybody makes fun of me. Everyday. I am a cripple. What do you expect?
– Not Everybody.
– Yes. Not everybody. You know there is this girl who has been very kind to me. I don’t know why.
– Okay! So there’s a girl now?
– It’s not like that! Please Don’t get jealous.
– Why would I be jealous?
– Um… Because I just told you about a girl.
– So? I am not jealous at all dear. I just envy her.
– And why is that?
– Because she gets to spend so much time with you. And I don’t.
– Come on! Don’t be sad now.
– hmm.
– If anybody get to be sad, that should be me. People make fun of me. Not you. I am the cripple bastard.
– Really? You think people don’t make fun of me?
– They do?
– Well, lets just say they tend to make fun of everyone who are not like them.
– Hmm.
– Hey it’s 3 AM in the morning. Lets sleep.
– Yeah. Okay!
I kept the Broken Mirror in my bag. Nobody understands me except this guy in the mirror. He is a part of me now. I don’t know why this guy talks to me every night. Maybe he has a thing for Cripples, Bastards and Broken Things. Just like me.
