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The Stranger in the Mirror is the youthful childhood of Josephine, a Polish girl

author:Birds do not fall
‬有的人一出生就自带光芒,有的人则带着某些罪孽,因为伴她而来的是死亡与不幸。

Part II

The Stranger in the Mirror is the youthful childhood of Josephine, a Polish girl

At a hospital in Odessa, Texas, Mrs. Zinski, a Polish mother, gives birth in the delivery room. She is a tall, young and healthy girl, and her own conditions are very conducive to production. However, the world is unpredictable, there is an abnormal delivery situation, the baby's lower body first protrudes from the mother's body. But the doctors were not surprised and still believed that the mother could complete the delivery by herself. This time the doctor misjudged, the mother and he did their best, and the baby did not leave the pelvis. Doctors only had four minutes to save the baby or she would suffocate. Just as the rescue was in full swing, a trainee nurse rushed out of the operating room to vomit due to nervousness and dizziness, and she bumped into Mr. Zinsky, who was anxiously waiting, at the door. And he was anxious to know the condition of his wife and baby, and the nurse shouted in panic, she is dead! She's dead! Mr. Zinsky loves his wife so much, it is their first child, he would love to have a big family ... At this moment, he felt breathless, clutching his chest with one hand, his face was pale, and the world was far away from him in an instant, becoming more and more blurred. Mr. Zinsky died after ineffective rescue.

The doctor finally used forceps to clip the baby out, but the child was not bloodied and his whole body was cold. He was very sad and hoped that the baby he delivered would be healthy and safe, what a beautiful baby girl! When the doctor was about to turn off the knob of the electric absorber at the last second, the baby's heart beat. Suddenly there was a burst of cheering, and the mother named the child Josephine. The doctor insisted that they had to go back to the hospital every Saturday for examination, and every time they checked, the baby was very healthy.

Josephine grew up day by day, and she had headaches from time to time. It was like two large hands were squeezing her head. This is a sensible little girl, in order not to let her mother worry, she always has to endure the pain and not cry. Mrs. Zinsky was sorry for her husband's sudden death, and she became obsessed with religion in order to alleviate her sins. She always told her daughter that it was the two of them who killed her father. Josephine was too young to understand what he had done wrong.

Odessa is rich in oil, and of course there are rich wives in the city. Mrs. Zinsky was a skilled tailor, and the dresses she sewed were popular. She always took Josephine with her when she worked, so they often had the opportunity to go in and out of the big mansions. The little girl was well-behaved and polite, very likable, and Mrs. Kuo did not mind her playing with her children. Josephine can play with delicate dolls, ride ponies, bicycles... Their own dilapidated house, which is divided into partitions, doesn't have so much fun and fun. Looking at the luxurious furniture of the rich lady's house, her little hand touched these beautiful decorations, and she thought to herself that she would have all this when she grew up. Sometimes, children also develop a little vanity.

In the blink of an eye, Josephine was seven years old. On her birthday, the department store in town held the most beautiful children's photo contest. Josephine stared at the trophy in the window for a long time, she longed to have it. But the mother did not agree with her daughter's registration, she believed that vanity was the mirror of the devil. Finally, the wife of a rich oil merchant paid for the little girl's photography. Josephine thought about it day and night with excitement, as if the trophy had been held in the palm of her hand. The result of the competition was unexpected, and the daughter of a department store director won the prize, she was not as beautiful as Josephine.

Josephine could not accept the result of the game for a while, and a person silently hugged the pillow and cried, and her head began to hurt again. The trophy was so precious to her that she went to the winner's house and quietly brought it back and hid it. Afterwards, Mrs. Zinsky beat her daughter up. The little girl didn't care about the pain, because she had already played with the trophy and she was content.