_“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!”_

The words ring in my head as it echoes into every crevice of my soul. It bounces off the walls that keep my organs and blood vessels intact. Only I can hear these thoughts as I look into the reflection looking back at me in the mirror. So flawed. I can see the visible cracks in the facade staring back at me.

_“I wish I could be that happy”_

She had a skip in her step. She always seemed so eager to help those around her. To feed the birds that squabbled by. To hold open the door for those behind her. To be free of the weight that held her down. She seems like the happiest person in the world.

What I would give to know no evil lurking under the surface.