“Yes I’m afraid!” She screamed, running to the other side of the room. “Afraid of what?” “You!” She through the large wooden jewlery box against her reflection, shattering herself into thousands of pieces. she fell to her knees in the glass, cleaning up the evidence of her lost sanity. “You break everything” The pieces screamed at her. “Only what needs to be broken.” not bothering about cutting herself each piece was tossed away, and with it a mocking remark from every slither.