"Why are you staring at me like that? I don't know you. I don't even want to look at you, you ugly creature! Go away!
"Why does it bother me to see your fixed gaze? I can feel it, the hatred in you probing eyes. Why-- what did I ever do to you? Tell me, you shrunken, shriveled old woman! Answer me if you can!
"I dare you to keep up your stony silence. Haven't I seen enough pain, without having seen you, wretched thing! Just leave me alone!
The bitterness welled up inside her head and her tightly balled fist. Barely conscious of what she was doing, her fury shot out, knocking that woman off her feet.
The impact stung her knuckles and her heart. Through shards of glass, the teenager pulled her gnarled and misshapen hand, and gazed deeper into the mirror, searching for the young girl that Hitler had stolen.
--Loosely based on a true account.