On the Edge of Pure

I went back to the washroom and washed my hands. The reflection in the mirror was pale, like a paper doll, with red and swollen needle marks all over the back of my right hand. Just looking at it made me shudder.,He wasn't afraid of death, he just didn't want to live like a zombie.,The content you provided is already in English. Did you perhaps want to translate something else Let me know and I'll be happy to help!。