Scary Stories (To Be Told At Night)

The Mirror.

One morning, in the middle of winter, I woke up to a small tap at my bedroom window. It was about two in the morning, and I thought it was a branch hitting the glass, so for a few moments I thought of it as nothing.

But then I realised that I lived in a flat, in the middle of the city, with no trees around whatsoever.

The noise eventually stopped, so, in instinct, I turned over and tried to get back to sleep; convincing myself that it was just a bird, or something.

However, about ten minutes later, the tapping noise returned. This time it didn't stop. It was continuous. And it was scaring me.

Terrified, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried my hardest to get back to sleep. But I couldn't. I had always been a jumpy person, so it was quite terrifying to me.

About ten minutes after the tapping had started, it stopped. And I was relieved. I buried my head into my pillow and tried to get back to sleep, but then something stopped me. It felt like eyes watching me, and I could hear a faint tapping once again.

My heart was racing, and I just wanted it to end. Then, the tapping stopped, almost immediately. But I didn't get my hopes up. And I was glad I didn't, because it started up again. However, this time, it wasn't on my window, it was coming from the other side of my room.

At this point, I was shaking, because the only thing on the other side of my room was my vanity mirror, and the tapping was coming from there.

The tapping grew louder, and I could hear glass breaking. My heart thumped against my chest; I had never been so terrified in my life.

Then I heard it; a small whisper.

"The mirror."

I felt tears streaming down my cheeks, shaking my head and trying to convince myself that it was a dream; it must've been a dream, right?

I was wrong. I heard the whisper again.

"Look at the mirror!"

Shaking, I slowly sat up, not being able to control myself. I was crying, and shaking, and screaming. I didn't know what was happening. I was scared. I wanted it to end. Without my control, my head snapped to the side, and I was forced to look into the mirror.

And what I saw caused me to scream an ear-shrilling scream.