Uncle Murk's Creepy Stowies

The Mirror Man

I'm an ordinary highschool student in a normal school; nothing mysterious or haunted about it. But something occurred during the past month.

This is the the tale of "The Mirror Man"

As I was chatting with my group of friends in the cafeteria, one of my friends: Steve, was making quite a ruckus as he ran through the cafeteria toward our table.

"Guys, I beat him! I beat the Mirror Man!" Steve proclaims as he sat down on his chair.

"What? Who?" We all asked.

"You don't know who the Mirror Man is? He's this guy you can summon if you say his name thrice in front a mirror" He replied.

Steve was a happy-going guy that always seems to attract attention from everyone whenever he finds something out, they're usually lies, but when he gets the facts, he can become dead serious.

"Sure... this Mirror Man friend of yours will appear." I say with a sarcastic expression

"Okay, if you don't believe me, do it yourself. If he appears, all of you should praise me as if I discovered the way to cure cancer. But if he doesn't appear, I'll give you half my lunch money for the next month" He angrily exclaimed.

When I went back home, I was doing my homework alone. Since my parents won't come back from work until next week. I had the nerve to do it; this Mirror Man guy isn't real right?

I did it out of curiosity. I turned off the lights, grabbed a mirror and chanted.

Mirror Man

Mirror Man

Mirror Man

Nothing appeared. I knew this was one of those false facts that he says. Well, free lunch money for me, I guess.

-The Next Day-

At the same place where Steve was proclaiming this "Mirror Man". There he was, but this time, his happy and loud expression was gone. Was it because he falsely proclaimed something?

As he sat down on the chair, he was silent and his skin was pale and lifeless.

"He's finding me "

"Who?"

"MIRROR MAN! DAMMIT!"

"But I did that chanting thing yesterday, it didn't work."

I thought he was doing it as a fake stunt but... there was an awful aura around him.

"HE WILL FIND ME,AND KILL ME MAN! PLEASE......HIDE ME FROM HIM!"

The teachers were holding him off with their arms wrapped around his waist as they were leaving the cafeteria door. I knew something wasn't right.

-The Next Day-

There were rumors about the Mirror Man today, we came to find Steve if he had something to say about it, he was gone; no where to be found, then the speakers spoke up.

"A Student named Steven Hummingson has been reported missing, if you have any clues about Mr. Hummingson, please report to the office" the principal said.

I was led to fear, what if Steve wasn't lying?

-Hours later-

There was this site for the school where we can interact with other students to ask about tests, assignment, anything school related.

There was this man who wasn't supposed to be there, his username was "Mirror_Man", I thought this was part of some twisted prank. Then he posted pictures of something... alarming to see.

It was a corpse,but there was a something rather familiar look on the body, it was as if the body was-

No.

This can't be happening, why does he have a picture of STEVE?

One of the admins of the site started to block him out.

But it wasn't working, countless of other "Mirror_Man" accounts piled up, at some point the admin gave up. This horrible person continued to send disturbing pictures of the severed body parts of... Steve.

I was getting nauseous and wanted to go to sleep.

The next day, there have been a sudden increase of reports of missing students, all leading up to becoming the corpses of the pictures in the site.

Who would do such a thing?

The only thing I did was to do the summoning. I've done it countless times. It never worked.

-A Few Days Later-

We've been getting countless reports of missing students, at that point I already expect what would happen.
This was it. I turned off the lights, lighten up some candles around me.

Mirror Man

Mirror Man

Mirror Man

Nothing. All I see is my desperate face. I waited for a few minutes.

My face started to deform.

There he was... he had a hoodie like mine, and had what I believe were stitches all across his face, with only one eye showing.

"Why are you doing all of this?"

He responded with silence.

"TALK TO ME!"

His eyes seemed to pierce my soul.

I took a few steps back, he did the same thing.

I went through a few windows and I see a different person in the reflection,it wasn't me, it was Mirror Man. It was following me.

As I went inside my parents' room,I started to realize.

The unsettling sound of the door creaking open awoke them

I was uncontrollably holding a knife. Clenching it firmly.

"Hey kiddo,w-what are you doing with that kni-"

I realized....

Crimson blood splattered everywhere.

I realized...

I am Mirror Man

This Ends The Tale Of "Mirror Man"