The Boy in The Mirror

The History of The Garters

"Until What?" I asked curiously.

"Until, he kept shutting everybody out. The last time we both hanged out at a party at his house. Then he said he heard something. He heard this beeping sound." The postman explained showing his confusion for how he felt towards Ethan as teenagers.

"And YOU didn't hear it?" Samantha asked looking at the man weirdly.

"Strangely No. Nobody heard in fact. Then as soon as he kept yelling about the noise, he kept getting everybody's attention. He was making one heck of a fool of himself. Then he had stopped and he walked up the stairs to his room and we hear banging. He was literally baging his head on the mirror. Everybody got in the room and saw him." The postman said holding his chest like he was having scary flashbacks of the tragedy.

"Oh god..." I said mumbling to myself. It even sounded awful. I could see sam was not feeling good about taking the information all in. I could see her cringing her teeth tightly holding the package to her stomach.

"Was he having a mental breakdown or something?" Sam asked still cringing.

"That's what everyone thought at first. But, then everyone thought it was a joke. He went to the hospital, they said a force was pulling him to the mirror or something." The postman kept explaining.

"What else happened?" I asked impatiently wanting more information.

"You can find more history behind the garters. Especially ethan. In Moutain Curtains way in the library downtown here in Georgia." He explained going back to his post van.

"Wait! How do we get there?" i asked trying to chase after him as he went to the vehicle.

"Downtown." he said pointing behind me. I saw a hill where a building had stood in place.

The guy waved goodbye and drove off down the road away from our sight.

"Let's go." i told sam walking off heading to the building.

I looked behind to see if she was following me but she just stood there.

"What?" I asked her shrugging my shoulders.

"I don't know about this Jack. I mean, why do you care so much about-"

"Because, you heard what the guy said." I said interrupting her pointing to his direction of where he took off.

"Come on." I told her to make her follow me.

"Sam?! Dinner!" Her mom called out to her.

"I have to run. I'll catch ya later." She said running off to her home.

I stared at her as she ran along feeling crazy. Was i being crazy? I can't be. The guy even said that there's even more information to look up. I had to go to the library.

It took a while to get over there especially on foot. I ran over to the section.

"I need some books that gives information about the garter family." I said panting to the mean old looking librarian.

"Aisle 7." she said pointing to the aisle that marked '7' on a big sign that hung on the roof on the entrance of the aisle of books.

"Thanks." i said to her trying to catch my breath.

I looled through the books,
History of the Moby dick, History of Georgia Parade Moments, Ah hah, History of The Garters.
I grabbed the book and sat down at the table and looked through the table of contents.

'The strange happenings' My eyes widened as i spotted those words and went to the page where i could find the reading.

It read "The garters son: Ethan garter, 15 years old had a party and was caught on a hospital like stroller and looked to seem to have a mental breakdown."

JUST LIKE THE MAN HAD EXPLAINED TO ME AND SAM. HE WASN'T LYING. SO HE HAD KNEW THE GARTERS AND THEIR SON! I had to keep reading to find out more. But, i had to head home. I bought the book and headed my way back home.

I sat on my bed laying down on my stomach hesitatingly not wanting to waste no more time figuring more history about what happened.
I read in the page
"When the garters son returned he had been sleepwalking and caught by security cameras in the house with a knife and wondering around the house finally standing in front of the mirror. Parents at first thought it was a friendly family prank but turned to be more violent and serious. As the boy viciously attacked his father by jumping on him and bitting his shoulder. The father suffered with several bruises and scars from Ethan."

"God help me please." I mumbled to myself. This sounded like a paranormal activity or something even more off. What was the cause of all of this? WHO was the cause of all of this? I needed to find out more.

I heard a door opening and closing.

"We're home!" My Mom yelled out from downstairs.
I couldn't let mom and dad see this. I had to hide it from them from now on till i got more evidence about this involving the house or at least...i didn't know.

I put the book under my bed and flipped the cover to hide the book from showing under my bed and i ran downstairs to meet Mr and Mrs. Latness. They had bags of food cans from the store.

"Is THAT what we're having for dinner?" I said pointing to the can of chicken stew.

"Yeah. It's easy and quick." She said setting the bags on the table and taking out the cans out of the bag.
Then something fell.
It came from my room.
"What was that?" My dad asked turning away from the fridge.

"I don't know." I replied running up the stairs to my room. It was the mirror. It was shaking. Like somebody was standing there shaking it viciously.

What was happening?!