Mirrors

Chapter 5

I blinked my eyes a few times in disbelief, flinging the hair out of my hand. My reflection stared back at me, blinking a little bit and flicking hair as well. After a few blinks, my reflection was no longer a backwards image, rather, just me. Except, not me. And the bathroom looked normal.

I stared at my doppelgänger. She just stood there with her mouth open. She seemed just as surprised by this as me. I tried to speak, but I was in too much shock. I fell to the floor. She fell with me. I reached out my hand. So did she. Except, our hands didn't touch. We slapped each other's faces.

"Oowww!" we both yelled. We looked up at each other, "Hey!" we exclaimed simultaneously, "You - you said the same thing as me! Ah!" we scrambled away from each other, "You did it again!" We peered fearfully at each other.

We continued to speak simultaneously, but we said different things this time.

"How did I get here?!" I whimpered.
"How did you come here?!" whimpered she.

"Who are you?" we both asked, shrieking.

My mother came in the room. Except, she probably wasn't my mother. I wasn't sure of anything at that point.

"Sweetie, what's taking so long?" she asked before she reached us, "I heard a scream and -"

She entered the room.

"What?! Who's this?! Did you sneak a look-alike friend of yours into the house?!" she was obviously shocked and upset.

"She - came - mirror - through," my doppelgänger stuttered, pointing at me.

"Mirror - I - she - fall," I stuttered at the same time as her, except I was flailing my arms.

My - her - mother gasped, seemingly understanding. She said one word before fainting to the tiled floor.

"Portals."

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We were fanning her mother on her bed when she woke up.

"Oh," she groaned. She looked up at us and blinked, "Oh! Right!"

"Mom," my doppelgänger said without me.

I joined in, "We brought you to (she said 'your', I said 'the') bed after you (she said 'fainted', I said 'fell unconscious ')."

"Who - my dream," her mother moaned, "She - mirror? From?" I didn't understand a thing.

"What? Start over," we asked her.

The woman breathed heavily, then started, "She's from the mirror, right?" She pointed at me.

We nodded our heads.

"This is my dream," she continued, "I had a dream this would happen. The mirrors were portals. Is this for real? I'm in real life?" She didn't let us answer. "I am, I am. What are we supposed to do?"

"I want to go home," I decided.
"She might want to go home," my doppelgänger said at the same time.

"Oh, but how?"

"The mirror!" my doppelgänger and I exclaimed. We ran towards it together, me going into the mirror. Sure enough, there was no reflection of myself on the other side. I blasted towards it, but was bounced back.

"Oh no," she and I said as I looked up at her.

Her mother came in the room, "We have a new problem."