Me and my Mum walk back to the house and then sit down for lunch. We discuss Molly. The room was suddenly silent
"Ruth?" My mum said
"Yeah?" I take my plate to the sink and wash it.
"I'm thinking of sending you to your dads for a couple of months." She says seriously.
"No way!" I shout furiously
"I'm sorry Ruth but you need a break, a break from this house. A break from your bed, a break from me and a break from the voices." My mum whispers
"No mum! I can't!" I stomp up the stairs. I can hear my mum following me. I look into the mirror and see my puffy eyes I didn't want her to see that I was crying. But all of a sudden the mirror changes into the beast I saw earlier. Instead of screaming I move closer toward the mirror it was like it was grabbing me in. I seemed so fascinated I could hear my mum but I ignored her. Then all of a sudden there was a hand coming out of the mirror. I scream and jump back but the monster had already got grasp of me I scream as hard as I can. My mum is crying and pulling my leg. Then all I could feel was water and an arm.
