Huh. What are you, anyways? You know something isn't right, but you can't quite put your finger on it. You just don't feel like yourself.
You roll out of bed, stand up on your two feet, and walk down the carpeted hallway that leads from your room to the bathroom. On the way, you notice the pleasant floral wallpaper that your mom put in last week. It still smells like paint and elmer's glue. At the far end of the hallway, you reach out, grab the brass knob on the white bathroom door with your right hand, turn it 180 degrees clockwise, and pull it towards you. Now that the bathroom door is open, you proceed inside. You turn towards the mirror on your right, and see your reflection. Suddenly, abruptly, and utterly without expectation, you realize that...
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