In The Wake

The walls of the room are a stereotypical light pink. A white ceiling fan spun circles above you as if it was a hawk, watching your every move. A nearby white cabinet laid against the wall and the large closet was open with lots of toys and new clothes that you were dying to try on. You got up quickly and headed toward the closet before backing up and noticing a mirror. You stood in front of it and looked at yourself. You frowned softly, touching your hair which was