Double Sided Mirror (On hold)

1. All Alone

Just a little heads up , whenever i use itallics it means that this is what she was thinking.  I will say , she thought for the first while but then just stop adding that in...

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8 years later...

I walked in to my house and was suddenly hit by a gush of cold air, coming from my living room.

Maybe the living room door  is open, i thought, but why would Sara open it when she was alone in the house?

I slowly took my shoes off and place them into the closet. Causiously, I walked through the hallway of my enormous house, to get to the living room expecting to see my sister. She would probably be sitting out on the porch, looking at the stars ... i never understood why she did that.

I was wronge. At that moment my heart startes to beat faster and faster.

My living room held a small, black, leather couch in the middle of the room. and a 56 inch, flat screen t.v. is hung directly in front and above the couch. "What not to wear" was on at the moment. I still can't believe Sara watches this show but it is the least of my problems.

Right behind the couch was a gaping hole. It was like a black rip in the air that reflected the living room... like a mirror. This mirror floated in the middle of the room and there was nothing holding it up. If it were black there wouldn't be any refection... I would call it a mirror of ... darkness. 

Right in front of the black mirror, was my sister.  She was held like a piece of trash by a single arm.  An arm that extended out of the mirror. It seemed like it also held some sort of thread, and it intended to use it before my sister tried to resist.  Why wouldn't she move, i thought but i soon realized that

Sara was unconcious.

I am sure that is when my heart beat decided to take a break after 16 years of beating and restart on it's own i was not hallucinating.

The arm was coming out of the black hole... to take my sister away, I started to think... WHY? 

 Why does it have a tatoo of two eyes on it's wrist? Why is one eye  open, while the other eye is sewn shut.  Wait my...my.... sister.

While I waisted a minute of time thinking, i forgot about my sister. I cannot blame my attention span for being too short anymore. She was slowly but surely beginning to be cacooned in a piece of white thread. I did not understand how it worked but the hand held my sister up without letting her feet touch the ground while the thread floated around my sister wraping her up like a mummy from bottom up. It was like the thread had a mind of it's own and it was able to fly... Wierd . It was exactly like watching a spider web chatch it's prey but, luckily, this  "prey" was not alone. 

I started to run to Sara hoping that this was all a prank. Who on earth would want to hurt my sister? i thought. 

By the time I reached Sara, she was covered up to her neck with the white thread, or as i can now see white spider webs. My body was now forced to act on it's own because of the shock. I felt like this was a scene out of a horror film. Was this even reality?

I leaped onto my sister holding on to her arm, at least i think it was her arm... it was covered in webs. I clawed at the thread as fast and with as much force as i could call. Scratching away practicly nothing untill my fingers were numb, and bloody. At least I stalled the arm in the process. While I held my sister, the arm could not pull her away. I scanned the room with my eyes searching for any type of sharp object and I losened my grip subconsiously. The arm yanked back and almost made me let go of my sister. She now had half of her body in the Mirror. The darkness from the Mirror started to stretch and spread over her body. I couldn't... no would NEVER let my sister go!

This does not make any sense! 

"I will NEVER let her go that easily! " I screamed as tears rolled down my cheek. I just realized how much I couldn't live all alone in this world without any type of family. Since my parents... focus on Sara Hayzel!

I started to pull back as hard as I could and got my sister's body out of the mirror but the arm still held her off the ground with a deadly grip. He now moved is grip from holding sara's shirt to the top of her head. I noticed a glass vase worth about ... alot of money, sitting on the stand next to the couch. I tried to kick it off but my foot was inches away. I do not know how, but some how the glass vase fell to the floor with a loud crash and it shattered into millions of pieces. Maybe it was the air from my powerful kick. I neaded to reached to grab one of the shards, so I loosened my grip alittle to move forward.

The arm was waiting for this moment and pulled Sara so hard that my light grip was easily broken. My sister was again half way through the mirror like rip in space when i turned around, shard in hand. I threw the shard aiming for the arm and it was a perfect shot. Spoke to soon. All of a sudden the same type of force that made the vase fall, pushed my shard off course and my shard cut my sister's forehead.

The last thing i saw was ...

The mysterious arm retreating helping the mirror of darkness swallow Sara. Sara with blood pouring from her forehead because of me. Me ... useless, covered with bloody fingers and failed to stop my sister from disappearing along with the dark mirror, right in front of my eyes. Eyes, one open and one sewn shut. 

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i am sorry for many gramaticle errors and problems with this chapter.I am not useing my computer and this one keeps on messing everything up... Too slow. Please comment on the story so far that is what i care about.!!

Thanks everyone... i hope you enjoy!!