The Dresser Mirror

Part One

The moon peaked threw the clouds that stretched across the sky. The stars were unusually bright that night. But I guess you could say it was an unusual night in general.
It was 8:30 pm. I felt sick and had a sore throat, so I decided to go to bed early.
I laid in bed with a feeling of regret, well not regret but discomfort. Kind of like the feeling of when you realize you said or did something embarrassing earlier that day. But it wasn't that, not exactly. Like the feeling that something was about to happen.
I gazed in to the mirror on my dresser that was across from my bed. I began to enter a some what hallucination-like state. I tried to fight it but as I tried to keep my eyes open I heard a faint sound of swing music. In tell I finally couldn't resist it. My eyes shut closed.
When I woke up it all seamed familiar, but oddly different. Like one of those pictures with only a few small details changed. The room seamed smaller and rearranged. The flooring was an unfinished wood as apposed to the carpet on the floor of my normal room. But was this my room? Was this all just a delusion or dream and I was back home in bed? For some reason I just couldn't tell.
I got out of bed and walked over to my mirror but I didn't see my normal dead blue eyes and Mousey brown hair. In stead I saw someone who wasn't me. She had eyes like two pieces of Amber and hair almost just like mine but short and ratted. With skin fair and smooth unlike mine. Mine was rough and filled with acne. She was probably the same age as me probably 14 or 15.
By then I was pretty sure I wasn't in my room anymore. I looked out the window to see a couple of wooden houses on a dirt road.
I heard an aloof shrill voice yelled up "Edna you better get up you have a big day today."
That was my name but I hadn't gone by it in for ever I had always gone by my middle name Claire.
Authors note// hey This is part one of three. I plan on it being like a short story.