Through the eyes of Keira

Through the eyes of Keira

A Chapter by Apple Newhouse

It was the next morning Keira woke up beside her mother in her arms. She had cried her self to sleep in Nancy's arms and Nancy fell asleeping holding Keira tightly.

Sophia and Michael walked in the room to see how Keira was feeling and to bring Nancy some coffee.

Sophia looked at Keira and asked "how are you feeling today?"

Keira looked back at her mom and said "I dont know." while looking down in shame.

Sophia said "Its alright we have a speical visitor for you today she wants to talk with you and is going to help you with all of this."

Keira nodded her head yes in agreement.

Nancy woke up and went to her bed room to get dressed while Michael went down stairs to make break fast for everyone.

Sophia was alrieady dressed so she helped Keira find an outfit and brush her hair.

Sophia went to Keira's closet and pulled out a lilac colored top she said "now this is cute,I would have worn this when I was your age"

Keira said "really?"

Sohpia looked at Keira and said "totally,you have really cute clothes!"

Keira tucked her hair back behind her ears and looked down she mumbled "if only I was pretty."

Sophia looked at her and said "you are pretty what makes you think your not?"

Keira walked over to her desk and pointed at a fashion magizine with a model on the cover and said "I wish I looked like her. Im fat, i look like a rotting corps."

Sophia said "Keira,where would you get such an idea? your thin and you have a beautiful appearence."

Keira said "look at me!" she faced a mirror and said "look! my face is a rotting corpses! my body is huge! Im a discusting crature!"

Sophia said "keira I am looking at that mirror and I do not see any of that,you want proof?"

"Alright" Keira said

"Stand here" Sophia said while pulling out her phone,she took a picture of Keira on her phone and showed her the photo came out natural Keira look like Keira.

"see Keira,look" said Sophia handing her the phone

Keira looked at the phone and said "I see the same thing I see in the mirror."

Right when Sophia took the phone back and put into her pocket there was a knock on Keira's bedroom door. It was a tall woman with a clip bord and many papers she also had what appeared to be a tape recorder as well.

"Hello, Im Dr. Williams and you would be Keira correct?" She said looking at Keira

Keira nodded her head yes

Dr.Williams said "alright how about we have a seat over hear." She directed Keira over to the window seat.

Sophia said "Ill be down stairs,when you are finished meet us in the living room."

Dr.Williams said "alright,thank you."

Sophia had left the room and Dr.Williams grabed the chair from Keira's desk and sat down "alright Keira,so you are now 18 years old?" she asked while adjusting her glasses.

"yes" mumbled Keira

"good,good.lets see...whats your sleeping pattern like?" asked Dr.Williams

"um,i dont sleep..much." Keira siad softly and shily.

"whats going on? Is there anything particular causing your insomnia?" Dr.williams asked

"I see shadows on the walls,faces..decaying faces in the window,I heart voices all around me." said Keira

"what do the voices say?" asked Dr.Williams

Keira looked into the corner by her closet and said "I dont know I just hear whispers that echo and echo there are so many that its hard to make out what they are saying."

Dr.Williams glanced at Keira and then asked "Keira do you hear anyother kind of voices?"

"Yes,I do they talk to me at my miorror." said Keira

Dr.Williams looked up at the miorror and asked "what do you hear?"

"they tell me that I am a monster" said Keira

Dr.Williams asked "Keira,what do you see in the miorror?"

Keira looked over that the miorror and said "I see my face rotted away"

Alright well I think this has been enough for today Dr.Williams said while getting up.

Keira looked down as Dr.Williams left the room,she looked up at the miorror to see a decaying girl...herself in the miorror,and to hear chuckles and things being said about how hidious she was. Keira burried her face into her arms and began to cry hystericly.

 




© 2011 Apple Newhouse


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