I went to an echo chamber today. I went to

I went to an echo chamber today. I went to an echo chamber today. I went to an echo chamber today.

I put a mirror in my echo chamber, chamber chamber, amber, ber, ber, rrrrrr.

They told me that was pretty narcissistic, but I took an exceptionally long look at myself and

began to gently stroke my hair. I took my long hard arms and shoved them towards the mirror with my hands clenched in a fist, and shattered it. My friends then abandoned me.

I stood amongst the shattered shards of the broken mirror and howled at the moon. I put one long hard leg in front of another & went to hospital. While being stitched up, the docto

r tsked at me."This is the 4th time in as many months that I've seen you," the doctor said. His red eyes gleamed & I understood his cryptic words. "The moon calls again. Now go."

Clawing at my gown, I ran howling from the doc's office toward the woods that surrounded the parking lot. The doc was right: the moon was bright. I felt its pull and transformed

into a werebridezilla. Wedding planners beware! "The invitations don't reference my favorite sitcom," I growled, gnawing on flesh. I buried my bridal gown in the moonlit forest

for three days. It takes 3 days to complete the ritual of becoming a true werebridezilla. I finally felt free. I completely destroyed my father's condo! Arranged weddings are for

those that believe a marriage is a legal relationship similar to slavery. I am not simply a chattel. I am woman hear me roar!