Reflection

Chapter ten

Once the girls are gone and the silence begins to set in again I begin to notice the migraine beginning to pulse at the top of my forehead. In attempt to calm myself down I take a walk around my flat, after my third time passing the bookcase I stop in front of the mirror and begin to analyze my reflection. Its been such a long morning, Its not surprising that I'm already sweaty, hunched over, and looking like I've just run a marathon. Running my eyes over my reflection I wipe the invisible dust from my pajama bottoms and fix my hair. Since I don't plan on going out today I think I look fine, and better yet I feel fine. "Why does everyone think I need help? I don't. I'm fine". If I tell myself I'm ok often enough maybe I'll start to believe it. "... I need to get out of here". 

I was planning on staying in but my flat suddenly feels really small. As I'm turning away I only now notice the girl standing behind me. I quickly look around to make sure there's definitely no one else in here with me. honestly part of me hopes there is because at least then there would be some explanation for the reflection. Upon observation its clear that I am indeed here alone. I don't know how the fuck this is happening but I'm not about to run away. Getting as close as possible I try and make out who this person could possibly be. For a second I think I recognize the girl with messy brown hair. Then she turns around and I know for sure... Sarah? It's her but it's not her. This girl in a Victorian themed ruby red and gold dress is wearing my best friends face and is somehow trapped inside my mirror.

I don't know what to do or what to say. Not that she could hear me. I watch her walk around as the background behind only her faded in to a mesmerizing green woodland. I'm completely entranced by the shades of pinks, reds, and oranges beginning to spring from the bushes and trees in the forms of birds and flowers but I'm also curious as to know what the fuck is happening. Since I cant come up with an answer on my own I just watch as she continues to walk around. After a few minutes the strange girl stops with her back to me. It looks like she might leave and I thin for a second that maybe I can just forget that all this ever happened. I'd probably end up ruling it down to being so sleep deprived. Unfortunately I'm not that lucky. She turns around... and looks at me. It's possible that she's looking at something in her own world but from this angle the way she cocks her head to one side and squints her eyes makes me feel like she's looking directly at me when she shouldn't be. 

Seriously what the fuck is happening?

Pulling her eyes off of me she looks back and starts to speak. Now that I'm concentrated on her I can hear exactly what she's saying. "Skylar honestly just listen. I swear I heard a voice". Her voice is just as strong as Sarah's was. Now I really am starting to believe that I might be going mad because I truly believe my dead best friend is stuck inside my mirror. Thinking about her so much once again reminds me of her favorite theory. The people in the mirrors... Could Sarah really have been on to something? God I cant believe I'm really considering this as an explanation for what's going on right now.

Despite the fact that I know whatever is going on here is completely crazy and I should probably walk away I cant stop myself from gripping the mirrors edge for better balance and continuing to watch her.

Following her gaze I watch as another girl comes in to view. She looks younger than Sarah, with razor sharp features, and platinum blonde hair that I swear for a second was glowing. I look over this mystery girl, dressed in a rose gold and sliver Victorian themed dress, and try to figure out if there's any possible chance of me recognizing her. The longer I look at her the stronger the pain grows in my head. With the pain growing by the second as I continue to look at her I get the feeling that I'm not meant to be seeing her. Either of them if I'm entirely honest. Eventually I give up on looking at her when the pain almost causes me to pass out. Instead of watching I just go back to listening in on their conversation. If I know who she is it will come to me later. "Mikayla we shouldn't be out here... mum and dad will kill us if they find out". So the girl I thought to be Sarah is Mikayla and the other girl, who apparently is her sister, is named Skylar. This shit is starting not to make sense. I know for a fact that Sarah never ha a sister. "Seriously just listen".