He smiled today, the boy in the mirror. A broken smile it was. I reached out to him in fascination but my mother had stormed in to ruin the fun.
She yelled at me, asked me what I was doing as her eyes pooled with tears.
"What's gotten into you?!"
I didn't reply. I never do. I just watched her cry her silly tears.
After her ruckus she left me at peace but when I looked back the empty mirror greeted me.
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The Mirror
Mystery / ThrillerI see a face in the mirror. It's not mine. {Short Story} Fanart artist(insta): @Wooman95 ⚠️May contain triggering topics, read with caution. - The writing style for this one may be hard to read.
