What goes on in the head of a little girl? A little girl who was faced with miseries and filth in a tender age. Forced to 'Mature', and to be moulded in the way of others. What if she meets her future self? Different versions of herself sitting in the corner of her consciousness, trying to provide the younger with the mere flick of comfort they so pathetically can't give. Because she is a 'curse', the bad luck charm. why was she even born? "Stop crying.", she hissed everytime she looked in the mirror with moist eyes. "Weak, Pathetic...why were you even born.", she frowned at her reflection of herself in the mirror. The reflection did frown back. But she saw sorrow in those eyes. What was her fault? •[TW!]•