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Submitted to Contest #311
By Jenniqua Lopez There wasn’t a parade or a flash of light when I awakened. No crowd cheering me on, no sign from the sky. Just a quiet morning. I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair, when something inside me finally said, “Look again.” And this time… I did. For the first time in what felt like forever, I looked past the face I wore for the world. I looked into the eyes of a woman who had lived. Not just survived, not just endured—but lived. And in that reflection, I saw every version of myself stretching back through time like a...
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