Have you ever looked into a mirror? Not like glance into a mirror to check yourself, no. I'm talking about stare into the mirror for a couple of minutes or longer. Have you ever seen something move then turn around and see nothing there? You just brush it off as seeing things. Well, I'm sorry to break it to you, but it's not your mind playing tricks on you. No, it's far from that. The things you see in the mirror are indeed really. My names Johnny, and this is my story.
I had just moved into a new home. The movers came today and when I unboxed everything, I saw that my mirrors were broke so I said " Well that's just great! Now I have to go buy new mirrors! This sucks so much!" I went to the nearest Walmart. All mirrors, out of stock. And other stores were closed cause it was around 4:58 in the morning. So now I'm driving home and I see this garage sale and see a couple of mirrors. I decided that I may as well take a look. The mirrors weren't really all that interesting. That was, until one caught my eye. It was a very beautiful grey painted wood mirror, it was an antique mirror. And it was cheap to. So I went and asked the man if I could buy it. "Sir" *snore* "Sir!" *snore* "SIR!" " heh heh what what. Oh, what do you want there sunny?" The main said. " I wanted to buy that antique mirror over there" I said pointing at it. The man's eyes went wide. He said " Are you sure you want that mirror? It's quite old," I told him that that was the only one I want. He keeps trying to talk me out of it. After about 2 minutes he gives up. "Okay... I guess you can have it sunny." "Thank you so much sir!" I was so happy I started to reach for my wallet instantly. He stopped me. "You know what? You seem like a nice young kid, you can have it for free," I nodded and took the mirror and got into the truck. Later on that evening when I had the mirror on, I was about to go explore the town. So I looked into the mirror and stared at myself. I stared for a minute and thought I seen something move. When I turned around nothing moved. So I thought I was seeing things. When I looked back into the mirror, just for a second, it didn't look like my reflection. It looked like a women. When we've reached she went away there were letters on the mirror saying 'beware of the darkness within mirrors.' I still remember what she lookalike today. Old, wrinkely, pale white skin. Her hair was a dark brown mixed with red and grey. And her eyes were hellish, scared the crap out of me. One of her eyes were blood red and had black around it and the other was a glowing green with yellow around. I just stood there in shock, starring at the mirror, trying to determine if it's real or fake. I couldn't decide. So I tried to ignore it and went out to explore the town. And later on that evening I'll find out why... So after I got home that evening I had completely forgot about the mirror and made me some food. After I ate and everything I brushed my teeth and took a really long shower. When I was done I got on P.J.'s and decided to watch some tv. While watching tv I heard running and something rolling around on the floor. It sounded like it was coming from my room. I shrugged it off as hearing things. But then it got louder. So I decided to go check it out. I got off the couch and started walking to my room. I opened the door and stopped right when I was about to turn on the light. Their were a pare of eyes watching me. One red, the other green. The figure showed its razor sharp teeth and spoke "beware of the darkness within mirrors" then it disappeared. I stood there, not able to process a thing that just happened. So I slowly and carefully turned on the lights and walked into my room. I checked everything and when I decided it was safe, I crawled into bed and truer to sleep. I forgot that the tv was on but it'll shut off by itself. I went to sleep around 10:30. I was peafuly asleep until I felt weight on me and sharp claws in my arm. My eyes jet open and I'm staring into the eyes of a monster. It starts dragging my out of my bed and towards the mirror. I couldn't move. I was frozen in fear.the monster kept dragging me closer to the mirror. It started to drag me into the antique mirror. I finally came back to reality and kicked the monster off. It hissed very darkly and went into the mirror. I got the mirror and decided that I'm not about to go through all this stupid shit again and grabbed the mirror, went outside and burnt it. That mirror is no longer but I am, as of now, scared shitless of mirrors and will never look in one ever again. All I can tell u is
Don't trust mirrors...
