Forever

Izzy

"What do you mean?" I ask her. She is quiet and it's more than I can bear with her just standing there and staring at me. "What are you talking about?!" I practically yell. She seems to snap out of whatever trance she was in.

"The... The lady said that..." "What lady?! Who are you talking about?!" I need to tone down my voice before the girls parents hear me. "The lady outside said to be careful of the mirrors. I didn't understand what she meant... Until now. Should I be scared of you?" The lady outside? Could it possibly be... No that's impossible. She turned into a guy. She turned into... Me. There's absolutely no way. But... I need to get out. I need to find out for myself.

"No no." I coax. Don't be scared. I can be your friend. Would you like that?" She hesitates and looks at me. She will not be easily fooled. She glares at me and tilts her head. "I guess so..." She says the guess long and drawn out like she already knows it's a mistake. But I can't show her that it is. She needs to trust me if I want this to work. "Great!" I say. "I'm Nolan."

I decide to give it a year before I ask her to get me out. I hope I can gain her trust in that short amount of time, but I need to try. I need to get out.

"So what's your name?" I ask in the cutest little boy voice I can make. It might be my imagination, but she blushes a little bit before answering. "Isabelle. But everyone calls me Izzy." "Izzy." I repeat. "I like that."

We talk for the rest of the day. Just like I did with Moira. And I start to feel incredibly guilty as I realize that Izzy has a life. Just like I did when Moira was tricking me. But now it's gone. Can I really do that to Izzy?

The day's slowly turn into weeks and the weeks into months. I grow more and more attached to Izzy, but not like I was with Moira. I like her just as a friend. And I find my heart still skipping beats as I think about Moira. But it shouldn't. I should hate her. But I don't...

Izzy has now pulled her bed up close to the mirror just like how I'd done with Moira. She did a lot of the same stuff I did. I almost felt I was watching a recap of when Moira tricked ME.

And then it finally came. One year. And then it passed. I couldn't do it. Not yet. I'm gonna give it a few more months.

And then one day Izzy comes into her room with tears in her eyes. She says that they're moving. How is that even possible? I wonder. It's such a crazy coincidence. But it's a good thing. I need this. "I want to take the mirror with me." She says. "You can't!" I suddenly understand why Moira didn't let me move the mirror. She knew then she would never get out because I would just carry her around everywhere and we would be, for the most part, together. "No you can't." I say trying to keep my voice from shaking. Izzy breaks into sobs. "Then ho..w can I ge... Get you out?" She asks, hiccuping for air. "Well there is one way." I say trying to hide the triumphant grin taking over my face.