Short stories / one shots

Story 1 - reflection

I look out of the huge window beside me, while I walk past it. It was always there. I always saw the same kind of landscape. Nothing had changed.
And yet.. why do I still feel that consuming emptiness? Ever since I was created, I never saw anything that would make me even a little bit happy. I never knew why. With my creation, the feeling of emptiness appeared. Or so 'they' said.

I don't really know who or where 'they' are. They just began talking to me one day, but as suddenly as they appeared, they also were suddenly gone. You could say they vanished from here.

I stop walking.
It feels like it would take forever for me to get to the other side.

I walk closer to the window and carefully touch it with my fingers.

The crimson red blood, that was sticking on them smudges on the clear window.

"Oh no... i dirtied it.."

I try to wipe this dirty blood off with my white dress's cloth, but it smudges more.
As I go closer to the window in order to wipe it off, I see my reflection.
Even dirtier. I look into my eyes. Deep black is all I see. No emotion. Nothing.
Just like the emptiness I felt ever since.

"Do you feel happy now?"

I ask my reflection.

"Now that I killed him."

The reflection starts to move. It shows me a malicious smile.

"Let's say that I am satisfied~"

"...What would you even want to achieve, that you are already satisfied with his death?"
I ask.

"As for me, I don't think it was enough for my revenge. Don't you feel the same?!"

It stops smiling. For once.

"Why~? Wasn't it him who abused you? Only him? Didn't the other people in the castle love you like no other~?"

Why would you-
"Aren't we one and the same person?! WHY-
why do our opinions differ so much!?"

Huh.. that's a new feeling..

The reflection looks at me. It's look, almost pitying me.

"That's true~ I am you, and you are me. I reflect your deepest emotions. That's what I am~"

Emotions..?

"Exactly~! Emotions~ ... you look surprised? Ooh~ you didn't know that I was you~! Let me explain;
I am you. I feel everything you feel. Everything hurts that hurts you. I know everything that happened or happens to you~"

This.. is me?
Wow. I am- "disgusting? Horrifying even~?"

"...Yes. That's it."

It- no, the 'me' in the reflection chuckles.

"Fufufu~ Of course you are~!"

I am. I really am disgusting.
Yes. I killed him.
But he deserved it and...

I had my reasons