Mirrored

Late in the evening, around ten, Itoe's mother had long since disappeared.
She worked in a supermarket and had to work late shifts for the next two weeks.
Itoe didn't like this time. She was alone all evening and there was no one to talk to.
After showering and dinner, she crawled into her room and snuggled into the numerous pillows that lay on her bed.
Itoe stared at the ceiling.
How cruel this week was. As cruel as every week.
Her mother went to work, was almost never at home, and when she was, Itoe didn't want to disturb her, after all, she needed her sleep. School was boring as always, and now she had even pissed off Akako.
Itoe wrinkled his nose.
What was she difficult too!
No wonder Akako was always so annoyed with her.
She had to change or she lost the only friend she ever had.
Okay, Itoe would tell Akako first thing in the morning on the bus that she was sorry and that she would try to get out of herself and not always live in her own world.But did she even want that?
Everything was fine in her dream world.
Itoe always imagined what it would be like if she had more friends, if she was healthy and if she had a father, maybe a little brother and a little more money.
Yes, then your life would be perfect.
But as...?
Itoe doubted anyone would want to trade with her.
Not at all the girls in their class.
Their life was perfect! Akako's was perfect.
They had money, siblings, a father, friends, and most of all, they were healthy.
Itoe, on the other hand, was treated like a raw egg every day.
Well ... she just couldn't do that much sport, ride a bike or inline skates, mountaineering, swimming, play soccer and volleyball or the like.
No, she had to be careful that she took her pills regularly.
Itoe admitted to herself that she was jealous of the others, of the others who were allowed to have a better life than her.She sighed.
And how she hated these "women issues".
"Well Itoe? Do you have a boyfriend?"
Of course not!
Which boy would be interested in her too? You can't do anything with her.
Itoe swallowed. At these thoughts she had unpleasant memories.
Yes, she knew what the boys thought of her. Like all men.

It wasn't even that long ago.
School was just out and Itoe wanted to go home.
On the way home, however, she was intercepted.
Finn and his "clique" suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Well who do we have here..."
Itoe looked at him.
Finn was tall, slim, strong, and blonde. A crush of girls, but Itoe didn't like him. She didn't like guys who made you macho.
"What is it?"
"Well, what are you doing today?"
Finn expected exactly the same answer Itoe gave him:
"No, but I don't feel like meeting you."
A big grin crept on Finn's face and Itoe got smaller and smaller behind her books."Sure. But it's really stupid of you not to accept my offer! It was definitely your first and last! But hey, I can understand the others! Who wants you as a girlfriend? You'd have a heart attack if you lay flat to get!"
The boys laughed and disappeared as quickly as they came.
Itoe didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

The black-haired girl pressed her face into the pillows.
So what?! She didn't need a boyfriend!
Why was that so important to many?
As much as she racked her mind, she didn't want to find an answer.
But she didn't want to suffocate either, so she sat up again.
Itoe looked at her mirror, which hung on the wall right across from her.
She got up and went to this to be able to look closer at her reflection.
With her big brown eyes she looked at each other for a while, but could not see any change in herself and put her hand on the glass.What did it look like in the mirror?
Perhaps her world, of which she always dreamed, was hidden behind this mirror.
Maybe she was just in a mirror-inverted world.
After a while, Itoe noticed how nonsensical that actually was.
Nonsensical, but interesting.
A mirror-inverted world ...
Itoe closed his eyes and whispered in a low tone to the mirror:
"Show me my world!"