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Masks

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I keep wearing masks, happy masks, sad masks, sometimes frustrated or angry masks. Masks only showing the image of a normal family with a girl going through her pre-adolescent crisis. They're faces, painted on wood or plaster, I hide behind them when I'm scared (but you're always scared.), when I'm lonely (but you're always lonely.), when the truth of me isn't accepted (have you ever been accepted?). I wear them to deceive, and so far, so good. My masks only cracks from time to time, when I'm with that one person who cares enough to try to see through it. Then, I take off the cement mask and put on a paper one, one that mostly shows who I am, even if I don't know who I am. Because even then, and even when I'm alone in front of my mirror, I'm afraid to take off all the masks, afraid of what will be hidden under them: Something even I don't dare look at, something even I wouldn't want to know about.

I'm afraid of what I might find. Maybe a distorted face, warped, lost in a flow it cannot understand. Maybe a crying face, red-eyed and sad, living in the painful past, passing like a ghost through the meaningless present, looking endlessly at the black hole of the future. Maybe a scarred face, bruised by memories resurfacing from that dark corner it stuffed them into, like ugly, horrible monsters in the shadows.

Or maybe no face at all.
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xShunXJulieMegaFanx's avatar
Your Vocabulary is incredible! :wow: You Should be so Proud of yourself, I understood everything that was being portrayed! It was sad yet, real... :thumbsup: