Olivia was trying to keep herself together, and not break down while getting ready for the day. She absentmindedly dragged a brush through her hair, noting the blank stare of her reflection. It got to be too much for her, silently scrutinizing every familiar feature she saw in the mirror. Olivia rapidly dropped her gaze, taking a moment to try and collect her thoughts and make them flow rationally. Chocolate brown hair fell almost evenly around her head, shielding her from the outside but also trapping all of her thoughts inside. Without a warning, Olivia started to cry, shoulders heaving as she struggled to remember why she'd bothered waking up. If Olivia had only looked up at the mirror, through tear-streaked eyes, she would see a reflection of her physical figure, but not of her emotions.
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Mirrors
ParanormalWhat if mirrors were just gateways to another world? Imagine that every reflection you saw was just a parallel of you and everything surrounding you. How would it feel to be trapped inside a mirror, or to be looking at someone else through the glass.
