At some point, life began to feel like a nightmare spiraling out of control. I could clearly sense that something indescribable was happening to me. The change came silently, yet followed me like a shadow, keeping me on edge all day and filling me with fear.
The discomfort that came over me from time to time was like a series of sharp little knives, stabbing at my nerves again and again. Splitting headaches and weakness throughout my body had become normal, yet I couldn't even bring myself to go to the hospital. I was afraid of the doctor's searching gaze, afraid of hearing test results that might pronounce my fate. Every day, I moved with painstaking caution, as though walking along a road full of land mines. One careless step, and I might be blown to pieces.
Whenever I passed someone, I worried they would notice something was wrong with me. I always kept my head down and hurried past, afraid to meet anyone's eyes, afraid of seeing fear or disgust in their gaze. This constant tension left me utterly exhausted, as if I were carrying a mountain on my back, crushing the breath from my lungs.
Just last night, the quiet was shattered once again. A piercing pain shot through my mouth, as if an electric drill were churning wildly into my teeth. I clutched my cheek, tears welling in my eyes from the pain. Wondering if my gums were inflamed, I forced myself to endure it and dragged my heavy steps toward the bathroom to take a look in the mirror.
The bathroom light was dim and yellow, casting mottled shadows on the walls and creating an inexplicably eerie atmosphere. I slowly raised my head and looked at myself in the mirror. At that moment
I accepted the first rating
Like AI is too cumbersome language
Cook rice, cut tomatoes, and water. I'm really impressed by the number of words.