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... the ground, and Mrs. Sarah smashes. A moment, I suddenly woke up.

She screamed and slammed the mirror on the floor and shouted: "Devil, you are the devil!"

There was a giggling laughter in the mirror: "You are looking at the mirror, only the desires in your heart, don't resist, your heart has already lived with a sly witch, that is the real you."

Mrs. Sarah stepped on the debris of the mirror, and the sound came to an abrupt end. She shivered back and slammed into the bed.< ...

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