“This happened before didn’t it?” I asked myself. “I’m pretty sure it did. I wasn’t able to get in at first. I wish I could remember what I did in order for me to get in.”
I calmly stepped away from the mirror and patiently tried to remember what exactly I did. I know the first time I tried going in I mimicked what sis did and stretched my arm out towards the mirror. I already tried that and apparently that didn’t work. Ugh! I took a deep breath and I tried going through. I also remember that not working when I tried. Dang it why can’t I remember? I stood in front of the mirror flustered.
I hit my head off the wall hoping that would help jog my memory. Sadly, all I ended up with was a headache. I took a deep breath. There was obviously something I did to get through. I tried to remember once more. I remember sissy going through the door leaving me behind. I tried to go through the door the same way she did, but failed. I sat next to the mirror because I felt lonely and I really wanted my sister to come back. That and I had hoped reality would come back.
Perhaps the mirror only lets certain people in. Or someone has to be feeling a certain feeling to get in. I leaned on the mirror. I wonder how the man is doing. Now that I think about it I feel bad for calling him “The man.” I should probably ask him his name when I get back. That is if I can get back. I let my mind wonder and it always led back to the same thing, the man.
I closed my eyes and tried to mimic the feeling I felt when I was able to go through the mirror. I waited, and waited until finally I felt my body fall backwards. I hit my head off a tree root which hurt like hell. I opened my eyes and saw the tree branches shake from all the animals swinging from them.
I slowly got up; trying to make sure I didn’t cause myself any brain damage. I stood up straight but still felt a little dizzy. I started following the path I took to get to my house. The green gooey stuff that followed the path glowed. I still refused to get any close to it. I was stupid enough to hit my head on a tree root, but unfortunately not stupid enough to touch an unfamiliar substance.
By the time I got to my house I noticed the sun was starting to set. Only what seemed a few more inches and the sun would hide itself behind the horizon. I quickly entered my house. I remembered the man telling me to get back before night fall.
Finally, I was in the comfort of my home. I ran upstairs, threw the bags on my bed, and finally threw myself onto my bed. I stretched my limbs out and started cuddling with the blankets.
“This is so comfy!” I yelled. “I never want to leave this bed.”
I quickly got up when I realized the whole house was left to the man. I rushed down the stairs to find where everyone was hiding. They weren’t on the first floor of the house, which could only mean they were in their rooms. I took a trip down to the apartment rooms. I knocked on every door there was. Luckily I got an answer from each room which meant the guests were fine.
“If the guests are here, then where is the man?” I thought aloud.
I checked the basement. It was pitch black which scared me a little. I tried to feel around with my hands to see if I could find a flashlight or just any kind of light source. I made it to a corner of the room. I still couldn’t find a flashlight or a light switch. I noticed a glowing light coming from one of the corners of the room. I quickly turned to its direction and noticed it was the same green gooey stuff that was outside.
“Does this mean the house has some of this liquid?” I wondered.
Perhaps it was, but I still don’t want to touch it. I continued my search for the man upstairs on the first floor. When I arrived in the kitchen I noticed the sun had disappeared. A sheet of darkness shrouded the sky. The surrounding forest was just barely visible. Silence grew and conquered the night.
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My Dream
Ciencia FicciónA regular teenage girl is stuck with a new home, cranky guests who she has to host, and a mysterious man who clings to her. She thought things were strange before, but now they get even more complicated as a certain secret about the forest, where s...