Have you ever wondered, What if the only thing keeping us from entering mirrors is our own reflection? and what if they are trying to keep us out because their world on the other side of the mirror is a horrible place, but then again maybe we are the horrible side and unintentionally keeping them out?
Well Sam wants to find out what side of the mirror she is one but can she? Does it go ok, or is there uncovered secrets.
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'JESSICA' Sam screams down the stairs.
'WHERE ARE MY STRAIGHTENERS?'
'IN THE BATHROOM' Jessica yelled back.
Sam threw her bedroom door open and stormed across the landing to the family bathroom. She plugged her straighteners in and stared at herself in the mirror. It wasn't a very big mirror just enough to see from your shoulders to the top of your head. She leaned forward and touched her reflection and wondered why she thought there was another world on the other side, and how would she get to it?
She wash interrupted when her sister walked in and started laughing.
'Do you still really believe there is a different world on the other side?' Jessica said in between her giggling.
Jessica is 18 and so is Sam. They are twins, but look nothing alike. Jessica has long brown wavy hair and Sam has short blonde straight hair. The only thing that would make you think they are sisters is there malteaser like eyes which glistened as always.
'It could be how you know?' Sam said proudly back.
'Well George is waiting for you downstairs so hurry up' she shot back.
'Ill be down in five' sam replied.
George was Sam's boyfriend, and he has been for two years. It was their two year anniversary today and they where doing out for a meal.
Sam's POV
Even though we've been going out for two years I'm still really nervous.
He doesn't care how I look but I still feel as if I should try.
I ran the straightness through my fringe as I had curled the rest of my hair and sprinted down the stairs to get my heels.
'Wow! You look beautiful' George said to me astonished.
'Thanks, so do you!' I replied with a huge smile on my face.
I put my heels on and asked George,
'Ready?'
'Yes, let's go!' George said.
The drive was long and silent before we got to the restaurant, we where sat right away at a table with a silk white table cloth with red rose petals scattered on top.
'George, it is perfect!' I softy spoke.
'Sit my lady' he told me laughing as he held out the chair for me to sit down.
We sat down and ordered out meals.
'Sam, I wanted to give you this' he pulled a box out and got down on one knee.
I was so scared I gasped and I was shaking so much.
'Samantha Jayne Brown, will you marry me' he asked just as scared as me.
I started crying.
'Yes, yes I will' he stood up and placed the silver ring with diamonds on my finger and kissed me.
We left the restaurant and headed back to my house. As we got through the door I was grinning so much.
'EVERYONE COME HERE!' I yelled as they all made their way to the living room and sat down.
'Me and George, ARE ENGAGED!' I announced they all stared at us shocked but then stood up say congratulations and hugging us.
This was perfect I was so happy. George said he had to get back to his parents too sort some things out and he'd see me tomorrow morning.
I made my way up the stairs to my room. I removed my make up, brushed my hair and flopped down onto the bed still in my dress. I was the happiest girl alive. I got up and looked in the mirror and placed my hands on it. I briefly looked away. The next thing I could remember is turning back around to find myself falling through the mirror.
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