Day 061, 1st July, 9 pm

White.

Boring white.

Boring white just like the top color of her flag.

Poland sighed and sat up, facing now a mirror, instead of the ceiling. She grew bored of seeing the same things every day. Standing up and walking to the mirror on the wall, she touched her cheeks and stretched them, trying to make an other face. She eventually gave up and stopped, just staring into the mirror.
She didn't knew why, but the longer she stared, the more she started to hate her right eye.
Poland flinched as she saw something behind her, but she brushed it off, telling herself she just imagined it because she was staring too long into the mirror. Poland looked up and flinched again.
She started shaking when she saw the black tall shadow behind her, a dagger in its right hand.
Poland tried to turn around, wanting to fight him, even tho, she would probably die, but the figure hooked her legs with its.
It harshly grabbed her face, covering Poland's mouth and left eye, and stabbed its dagger into her right eye.
She muffled out a scream, tearing up.
The unknown let go and Poland fell on the floor, holding her eye as she passed out from blood loss.

Day 062, 2nd July, 01:04 am

Whimpering and gasping for air, she sat up and let her hands glide through her hair.

This was such a messed up dream.

No, not a dream.

A nightmare.
Poland flinched at the sudden pain and looked to the mirror, only to see her right eye covered in blood stained bandages and blood splatters on the mirror and the floor.

So it wasn't a nightmare.
Her phone vibrated, she got a message from ???

I ain't sorry. You looked like you hated your
boring face, so I decided to help ya and have
< a little fun

Poland teared up.
Why would she ever wanted something like that?
She thought ??? was her friend, but now every second she thought of them, her mind filled with disgust and hate.

Btw. check out the eyepatch I left for you! I
< thought you might like to cover up your scar

On the nightstand layed an eyepatch. It had a white eagle with a crown on it. She thought it looked beautiful, even tho, it was a present from ???

Deciding she should sleep a little, Poland covered herself and curled into a ball, weeping herself to sleep while she hummed a melody.