The Girl in The Mirror

The First Victim

After days, which turned into weeks, then years passed. The little girl stayed there, all alone... She knew she was a ghost. She saw her body, even her mother left her and call the cops, saying... She came home to find no babysitter and her only child, gone. She even watched her mother laugh with her new husband as they left her house.
The only house she even knew.
She sat in darkness for years, all lonesome.
Then soon, a new family moved in.
A family of three...
A father, which, she never had.
A mother, which, killed her.
And...
One teen, a teen with white hair, brown eyes, and pale skin.
She watched the family for a while.
Studying how, the mother and father loved their son but she couldn't be happy for them. For rage inside her slowly grew, and grew. She knew what to do...
Make him suffer...
Suffer the way she did!
She waited until he took a nice, relaxing bath while his parents was away.
She soon showed her bloody self, limping, she said weakly "I've watched you, Jacob... I know how your fate will end." He quickly Sat up. "Whose there?!" He said, filled with fear. She smirked as he turned to see the pale little girl standing by the bath. "I, I never had a name... Maybe you can call me your killer... And I, I can call your my victim..." He gasped for air, he thought he simply fell asleep and tried grabbing the girl but he couldn't. She quickly grabbed onto his neck and grabbed a knife she was hiding behind her. She cried, remembering how her mother slashed her chest open. So she did the same, but she kept going from his chest until he was split into two. With tears rushing down her face, she quickly yanked out his organs, acting as if she had another chance to fight back for herself when her mother did such things. Jacob smiled as he was taking his last breathes "You...You was the girl from the paper..." she stopped as she stared at him, her eyes filled with tears and her hands covered in blood. "Wh-what paper?!" She gasped onto him and shook him.
She wanted another chance to undo her sin. She wanted to talk to him. Then, she thought if she hit near his eyes hard enough he will wake up out of reaction! It's what, her mother did...
So, he hit him on the forehead but broke a vein in his eyes, then she opened his eyes only to find bloodshot eyes, and inside them she could see the reflection of herself. "What have I done..." She cried out... Then she sat by the tub and waited again. Only to find his parents come home and see him, what a mess she caused. A bloody mess. She watched her victims parents cry for him. She... She never got that!
Her guilt quickly turned to rage and watched the family move once again, and the murder was blamed on the parents.