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Narcissistic Dreams, Where I Do Not Belong

Spirals. Twisting shapes manipulated to suit a purpose. My purpose. My design. A mirror image of the entity I despised. He isn't me. I refuse to accept the mere premise of his face being mine. His flesh carving to become mine. I am not this narcissistic being envisioned in your dull minds. I am the shadow that gives your flightless bird wings, that send your plans into fruition. I am the ever present being you shun into the corner. You don't realise, without me, you are nothing. For light is nothing without the guiding influence of the shadows encompassing life.

by Megan Haxell (0)
Robert Clack School, Essex

Competition - Mini Monologues

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