The Boy in The Mirror

The Mirror On The Wall

My mom went out to get some grocerys and some gardening tools for our garden in the backyard. We had a backdoor leading to it. i could hang back there sometimes and us as a family could have barbecue or some parties with friends and My dad had gotten a game set. I had to admit i wasn't really a fan of video games and sports. I wasn't that type of kid so i was a bit unfun to hang with. My friends seemed to like me the way i am. They kept contacting me on what it was like. And how the view was. And if some things people said about Georgia was true.

"Jack?" My dad called out to me from outside.
As when i was just about to go outside i heard something drop upstairs.

I headed upstairs assuming it was my mom. I heard laughter. It sounded like a raspy voice. It was creepy yet weird. I wonder if it was my mom. I went upstairs and saw a shadow running in to my bedroom.

"Mom?!" i yelled out rushing upstairs to my bedroom.

"Mo-?" I was interrupted by sonething that caught my eye. It was a key. A gold rusty key.

"I thought i ask-" my dad asked but he looked at me weirdly.

"This key. Whe-"

"What key?" my dad asked interrupting me.

"The gold key" i held in my hand in front of him.

"What golden key?" my dad asked confused and annoyed.

"You don't se-?"

"Listen, Jack. We don't have time for this. Now, give me and the guys a hand, would ya? He asked interrupting me and walking away. Why didn't my dad see the key? Was i hallucinating? No, i was holding it right in my hand. The key then disappeared in thin air flowing away into nothing. I gasped as i heard a boy shrieking.
My dad yelled for me and i just ran downstairs and got out of my paranoia. As my dad and his friends dragged the set in my room the piece of paper wall had falled apart as alex bumped into it. There appeared a open glassed mirror. With a gold end design that had circles and little gold flower design. Me, my dad and his friends all stared in awe. It was a pretty huge mirror. I didn't see this on the wall. The wall paper clearly covered it up. I examined the mirror and it's features. I looked at my reflection while fixing up my hair a little bit. The guys including my dad had giggled at me checking myself out. I didn't care.

"Ah...It must've belonged to the Garters." Alex said wiping the sweat off of his forehead.

"The who?!" i said scrunching my face in confusion.

"The Garters. They're the family who used to live here 19 years ago." Alex Explained.

"But, then something happened to them." Michael said looking down depressed.

"What?" My dad asked curiously trying to get a glimpse of Michael's face.

I was a bit curious myself. What did happened to the garters?