A terribly old and fantastic mirror stand. It seems to be a memento of my grandmother who died. "I will give this to you." My mother told me. "Everything looks opposite." She says strange things. I looked into the awkward mirror. A very lovely girl's face. I saw it for the first time when I was born. I am a so-called pet daughter. It seems that my father has broken all the mirrors of the house when I was born. Leave only this mirror stand why. Closing the right eye closes the left eye. It really looks like the opposite.
