Where is my happy ending?

 

projector

The projected image she so eagerly awaited was blank. She blinked, her mind willing the visual to appear. Still it remained blank. She searched the room, nothingness surrounded her. Her head dropped. Her heart beat a slow rhythmic defeated pattern resembling a march to nowhere. She screamed her voice ricocheted off the barren walls.”Where is my happy ending?”

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