T.D.o.N.B: All the shapes of me

The other me was wearing my usual clothes, casually walking.

I was so shocked that the words got stuck in my throat. there is also a possibility that I didn't have a throat at that very moment. I was basically a pulp of broken everything, slowly putting itself together.

The clapping didn't stop until the mysterious being a few steps away from me, where it stopped.

- I'm shocked. I thought you won't make it, but you proved me wrong - the other me said.

Then, whatever it was, smiled at me. It was the nasty grin of somebody who just proved to the other person that they are better than them.

- You have no idea what is going on, don't you? You see yourself, but it's impossible, right? After all, you are laying on the ground, barely holding on to your own life. And yet, here I am, the other you - the creature laughed.