Once there was a mirror. A huge mirror with dirty old glass and some cracks and suddenly a white face appeared. Two big eyes in the colour of rainy days and a beautiful summersky are looking outside. Two little hands, as white as the face, grapping along the glass, looking for a bigger crack to escape ... Sommething rattle, a louder noise. Then there is no mirror anymore. A lot of sharps are on the dirty floor, two white feet and some bloodflowers ... she is free, the child in the mirror is free !

And with her a little wannabe-artist, who's writing horrible english