Tissie Leh Lo
Based on "Mirror" by Sylvia PlathI am clear and precise. I harbor no illusions.What I see before me, I become immediately.I am untainted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I. Was it my father, or someone else? The sense that I was ... was ... who was I? I have almost forgotten now. Now I am the girl who is loved, because she is obedient. Fulfilled, because she serves. Safe, because she is confined. Happy, because she exists only for others. Her superiors. Her owners. Everywhere I look now, the image is repeated. Gently, persistently, beautifully, happily repeated: you are rabinya.I will not be able to hold on to ... to ... Jennifer Karin McEwan for much longer. She. I don’t even know where he is or what he does. It’s possible he doesn’t even know I exist.”“Don’t you want to know? Aren’t you curious about your heritage?”Nichelle shrugged. “Doesn’t matter to me. Mom’s deep into genealogy. She’s attempting to trace her, and thus my, lineage. So far she’s located records back to my great-great-great grandmother.”“What do you know about her?”“Not much. Mom has all that information. You’ll need to ask her.” She switched off her phone. “I’m really hungry. Let’s.
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