The Beginning of The END

As she sat staring at herself in the mirror she was sure she was looking not at herself but another being, this was not her, it could not be! She was calm even seemed to be sure of herself like she belonged. She laughed a bitter laugh and started sobbing; it’s the pregnancy she kept telling herself in answer to the voice in her head. So what is the big shot lawyer afraid of a little foetus that is not even yet born or is she really afraid of herself of what she really is in the end, an empty shell, a void it seemed to be laughing at her. "I am going mad" her voice shocks her back to reality, she is in her bedroom sitting on her bed, she gets the urge to smash the bloody mirror against the wall. The urge is feels like a physical pain in the pit of her stomach, but instead she sets it down quietly in the bedside cabinet. Her watch reads half past two in the afternoon, she must have been sitting here for three hours but all she remembers are last moments of those three hours. She gets up goes down stairs and picks up her car keys she will go for a drive maybe that will clear her head Lord knows she needs the distraction.......