Genderbent

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I looked at my mirror in thought. What happened if some other dimension was on the other side, or around us yet just different some how? What if 'spirits' is the other dimension and they believe or you believe strongly in paranormal activity? What if..

"Just theories," I mumbled and a male voice repeat. I jumped wide eyed and looked around and back at my mirror. There was a male staring back at me. "What the hell," we both screamed. My eyes widen more and I grabbed my forehead. "Bloody.."

I looked up and saw him gripping his hair repeating what sounded like "damn it." "Wh-who are you," I asked in a shaky voice. "Me?! Who are you? What are you doing in my mirror," he exclaimed. "I could be asking the same thing," I counter angrily though my voice still was laced with confusion.

I sighed and growled, and he countered my actions. "Stop doing every single bloody thing I'm doing," I growled out. "You're the one copying me idiot," he yelled. "Whatever," I huffed out. "Answer my question from earlier," we both said and then threw our hands in the air. "This is pointless, it's like fighting with myself," I mumbled. "Myself..myself? Myself! That's it," the guy on the other side of the mirror cheered and I realized what he was saying.

"So you're saying," I asked but then stopped my question. "That we are the same person! Just..just," he snapped his fingers to what I'm assuming to find the word he's thinking of. "Gender bent?" I asked, eyebrow raising up. "Yes! Gender bent! That's what we are," he said, eyes wide which made me smirk.

"Are ya sure? 'Cause you're pretty damn happy and I'm just calm," I asked in a joking tone. How the hell did I go to scared to pissed to cocky which I can only guess what I am now. "Shut the hell up, you're the same way just I figured it out first," he said, almost as if he was challenging me.

"Are you kidding me? No I wouldn'ttttt- actually yes I would..huh," I confessed and started laughing, him, once again, doing the same.

"Can we go through the mirror," we asked each other, ourselves mostly. We looked at each other then stuck our right hand forward and it went through. We both smiled toothy grins and grabbed each other's arm. We truly are the same because we decided it was a good idea to pull the other towards ourselves without moving so we don't head butt each other. "Ow," we both yelped and let go of the others arm and rubbed our foreheads.

We both sat down our sink counter and laughed. "This is weird," I state and he lets out a 'mhm'.

"This is going to end up very odd and probably both of us are going to get in big trouble with the authorities," he says and I snorted. "Couldn't be anymore right dude."

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