Hi, well long time no see huh? I kinda gave up on WATTPAD in general uhm so yea I'd just like to say thanks for 12k reads it means a lot
Anyway if you want to read a small Drabble I write here ya go
We never got to look at ourselves in the mirror. It was just the way we were raised, I guess no one thought about how we look on the outside except me. But today is something different. Today I finally get to look at myself in the mirror and say "Yes, that's me. I'm beautiful." That was forever a dream of mine. Now, maybe, just maybe, I could actually accomplish that dream. "Avery Elizabeth Wilson?" It was finally my turn to look at the mirror, look at myself for a full 10 minutes. "Here!" I almost tripped over my own feet, but I'm sure everyone else if just as nervous. I stand in front of the door, closing my eyes taking a deep breath in, I whisper the name tattooed onto my wrist once more and then opened my eyes. "Welcome, Avery." I was stunned for a second that the gray-haired man-with plenty of wrinkles-knew my name when I didn't even know his. I walked into the room and all I saw was darkness, "You will have exactly 10 minutes to look in the mirror." The man disappeared into the darkness as well, and I'm left alone with a mirror. There was like some sort of light coming from the mirror but that was it. I slowly walk over to it and pick it up. I hoped to see a girl with brown hair, brown eyes smiling back at me. But no, all I saw was a guy with tan skin, brown hair, brown eyes, and was wearing a sweatshirt. Instantly I dropped the mirror, the glass pieces shattered, there was no piece left alone. I walked towards it and stepped on a shard. "Dammit!" I yell. I was mad at myself for breaking the mirror, mad at myself for not even having a chance to actually look at the boy. I was mad at myself not talking to my soulmate, at least I assume he is. "Avery! This took a long time to build, you are dismissed and you will not have another chance to look at the mirror anytime this year." The man appeared out of nowhere shouting and yelling at me, I believe it was Italian but who cares, now I can't even see the mirror for the year. The first time I saw myself, I really did see myself, I saw my other half and I just broke him. As I was being pushed by the man, I heard a faint voice saying what sounded like, "I love you, Avery." A tear slid down my cheek, "I love you too, Michael."
--how was it? What it was supposed to be was like you have your soulmate's name tattooed on your wrist, this is who you were supposed to marry and fall in love with in time. This is a variation of it, the people in this dystopian world couldn't see their face or how they look like(no pictures, no nothing) no one knows who they look like. When he/she becomes a certain age they get to look in a mirror, they hope to see themselves but they don't they see their soulmate instead. Avery didn't understand this person when she first saw him, she thou sort when it was actually her soulmate. Now after you saw the person in the mirror after the 10 minutes you took an oath that said you wouldn't tell a soul what you saw in the mirror you would keep it to yourself you couldn't even tell your soulmate, since this is futuristic, if you do tell someone they will know if you told someone, you have a severe punishment, no one would want, you would never see your soulmate again and would not fall in love with them, you would lose contact forever. Yes, lgbtq+ is involved in this, if you are asexual you would not have to do a soulmate, you may have your best friend that will guide through life or something, Girls can have girls, and guys can have guys. Trans people-i guess it really doesn't matter, they just have to have a sexuality and that's basically it. And before you can even talk, the tattoo, your sexuality, your person will all be to you and known to your parents, which I think is cool because of no bullying and stuff like that, cuz everyone already knows so it's okay. Most kids don't understand what a soulmate is until a certain age, it's just when they learn about that, could be in 3rd grade(Year 4), or even 7th grade. It really all comes down to you, your personality, your gender/sexuality and etc. So, yeah I hope you liked that short blurb I wrote!
OK BYE LY - Nikki