In the world of entertainment, appearance is everything. Your perfect reflection will be the path to your success. Without it, you are nothing. Nothing at all.
I am Susanna Lewis. The most beautiful and the best hollywood actress in the entertainment world today. I have everything. The looks, the career, the beau and the wealth. That was until the accident...
Waking up refreshed and energetic after my eight hours of beauty sleep, I took a long look in the gargantuan mirror in front of me. As I admired my own beauty, a smile crept gingerly up my face. Perfect. If you do not know, every corner of my house would have mirrors of every size inorder to enable me the easy access to my wonderful reflection.
After an hour of preparation, I was ready to set off on my date with my boyfriend. Taking a quick glance at my diamond encrusted watch, I was horrified to see that I had only a mere thirty minutes left to rush to my date. I raced out of the door and headed towards my car with the celerity of a cheetah. In no time flat, I was already reversing the car out of my garage.
I took a furtive glance around my surroundings to ensure that there were no police officers, or worse, paparazzi nearby to catch me red-handed in speeeding. I stepped on the gas and was racing away from my house to my date.
Even with all that impatience to want to reach my destination as fast as possible, I could still take the time to view my reflection in the front view mirror. Appearance is everything. This caused my downfall. I had not seen a truck heading towards me at break neck speed as i was too preoccupied with my own image. When i took notice of the truck, it was already too late. I was on a collision course with the truck and if my calculations were correct it was only a matter of seconds before I experience the impact. I simply sat at the driver;s seat like an imbecile.
When the car crashed, everything went black.
Next thing you know, a piercing shriek had penetrated the silence of a nearby hospital not far from the accident scene. It was my shriek. Scars that ran across my face had completely disfigured me. I was hideous. I threw the mirror that was in my hands across the room. Burning hot tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. When I tried to blink them back, it had only resulted in those droplets of grief streaking down my cheeks, leaving a sting in its track.
My agent called, my boyfriend too. No words of comfort or reassurance was given. One wanted to terminate the contract, the other, the relationship. They did nothing to improve my situation but had only ecxacerbated it. " Superficial humans," I cursed under my breath when I put down the phone. However, who was I to say that of others when I'm exactly what I had called them- superficial.
I was hospitalised for a few day. The moment I opened the door to my house what I saw was my horrendous face. The impact was too great. Like a berserk woman, I grabbed anything that could be found and started smashing all the mirrors-never wanting to see my own face again. When the deed is done, I sat down and hugged my legs together.
My reflection is now my enemy.