Chapter 20

The devil in the mirror is a classic tale that has been retold and retold. It is a story of a young girl who is confronted with her own reflection and fears that she may not be as beautiful as she thinks. It is also a story of self-love and acceptance.

When I was little, I had a nightmare in which the devil, with a face of a man, was staring at me through the mirror. I woke up in a cold sweat and never had that nightmare again. That's until I saw the reflection of the devil in a mirror again. When I saw him in the mirror, he was looking at me with a sickening smile on his face. He was standing behind me and his hands were touching my shoulders, like he was trying to tell me something or trying to comfort me, but all he did was scare me even more. The devil was there for a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity.

I've been so busy lately, that I haven't had time to get my hair cut in a long time. I thought I was looking pretty good when I woke up this morning, but as soon as I looked in the mirror, I knew something was off. My hair was greasy and there were dark circles under my eyes. I knew that I needed to get a haircut, but it seemed like the whole world was against me. The next time you find yourself feeling bad about your appearance, remember that it's all in your head.

The protagonist is a young woman who is struggling with her self-image. She's constantly comparing herself to other women, thinking that if she could just look like them, she would be happy. One day, she finally decided to buy a dress from a vintage shop and wore it to a party. The woman in the mirror was a bit different than the one she had been seeing all her life. The woman in the mirror was confident and attractive. She felt good about herself and the people around her started to notice her. Her confidence grew and grew until one day she realized that she was no longer looking in the mirror.

Ever have a bad day? I have, and it was not pretty. I had a long day of work and I was feeling pretty stressed. I went home to take a bath and relax, but then as I laid down in the tub, I looked in the mirror and saw something that scared me. My reflection had this devilish look in its eyes and was snarling at me. It wasn't me, but it was the image that scared me enough to jump out of the tub. I couldn't believe what I saw, but after talking with my friends and family, I realized it was just a nightmare and my reflection was just a reflection of my subconscious.

I found it hard to believe that I was the one who had changed. I remember sitting in front of the mirror that morning, and seeing a stranger staring back at me. My eyes were puffy and red, my hair was a mess, and my skin was pale. I was a mess, but I was also the same person. I realized that the person looking back at me in the mirror was not the same person that I had been for the past year. It was just a facade, something I could put on for others. But deep down, I knew that it wasn't who I really was.

I stood in front of the mirror and I studied my reflection. I saw a woman who was not happy with herself, who was not satisfied with who she was. I saw a woman who was not living her life to the fullest. I saw a woman who could be so much more than what she was. The woman in the mirror did not see the woman in front of her; she only saw the devil that she wanted to escape from.

The reflection in the mirror was a little different from what I was expecting to see. My hair wasn't as messy as I had thought, but my eyes were bloodshot and my complexion was a little pale. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty for having a bad day. The last thing I wanted to do was sit around and mope, so I decided to try something new. I got out my phone and started playing a game of Candy Crush Saga. This distracted me from my thoughts and made me feel a little better. As soon as the game was finished, I got up and headed to the kitchen to make some dinner for myself. The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to start the day.