The Mirror #5

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Maya stared at the mirror. I grabbed my camera and recorded her daily morning hair routine.

The entire time she faced the mirror. She fixed her hair and did her make up. Something tells me that this mirror isn't normal.

Maya saw me and turned around. The Maya in the mirror wasn't Maya anymore. She looked different.

Her hair flowed to my right and her face was covered by a black hat. She wore a black leather sweater over her white shirt.

She jumped out of the mirror and grabbed me. I blacked out for a minute.

When I began to slowly regain my conscience, I saw the girl from the mirror stabbing Maya with a piece of glass.

"Welcome to the group. We hope that you're stalking abilities will be of use to us." Another person said.

I turned around and saw a different behind me. It was obvious that this girl was much taller than the other.

She was wearing a black tank top, dark jeans and stained black converse. I also wasn't able to see her face.

"See ya in hell bitch," She said before she punched me in the face.

I blacked out again.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 11, 2017 ⏰

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