How is this real? This face staring back at me, is not me. This face is unhuman. No trace of what I used to look like anywhere. Who is this person looking back at me, a stranger trying to fool me? Is this some kind of sick joke? I could feel the tears on my face, but could not see them in the mirror.
Taking the mirror from the wall I smashed it into thousands of sharp and jagged pieces. Hoping what I witnessed wasn’t real. Running to my room to see the reflection in my vanity. To see if normality was returned. The image before me was not different. I was a fool to believe it would be as easy as that. The face was still there, only this time it grinned at me in the most evil way. Reflections are supposed to mirror you not mock you...
It was all too much. This is beyond scary. My palms became cold and clammy, the sweat beading at my brow began to drip into my eyes, burning me. Alas i could not rip my eyes from the mirror, the image was too horrifying. Encouraging me to look, feeding off the fear I had pouring from every part of my soul. It laughed at me, my pain, my fear and most of all my very existence.
The only thoughts running through out my head was “Does this creature threaten my life?” or “I’m Going to die, and I know it.” The wind outside was harsh and the sound of a tree branch hitting the side of the house caused me to remove my eyes from the mirror to the window. Only after that there was a loud noise. The sound of shattering glass...
Jumping to my feet, running to the door that had slammed shut. I jiggled the knob only to feel defeat. It wouldn’t budge. It was to late, I am going to die at the hands of this creature. Because the fear it fed from me gave it the strength to leave the mirror. The only thing I could do now was surrender... And like that I realised I wasn’t afraid anymore. Starring the beast in the eye, with the look of bravery. It disappeared leaving a dark ominous cloud that consumed me. I couldn’t even blink twice before everything had returned back to normal. I was standing back in the bathroom. Only this time my eyes had dark circles underneath them and there were two tablets of LSD on the counter...
It was all just a hallucination... But it felt all to real.. Like i defeated a monster within me... But i did... Looking up at the mirror, touching my face I smiled. There is a reason for it, I just know. I scooped up the tablets and flushed them down the toilet... The monster I defeated was the monster called addiction. And now i am free of his wrath and dependence for the drugs.
