Mirror Me (Rewriting)

Chapter-8 Mirror Parents

We opened the door and saw my parents were tied up and laughing really hard for some strange reason. I'm kind of freaked out. Their behavior was so strange.

"Why are they laughing?" Joanan asks.

"I don't know. They don't usually act this way." Suddenly they stopped laughing and just stared at me.

"Join us..." They said in unision. Their voices sounding kind of robotic. "It will be fun" they say slightly tilting their heads.

"No..."

"Fine...be that boring little girl with no friends. That girl who isn't good for shit. No one loves you Krin. Not even us. We only act like we love you so we don't hurt our reputation. It's funny how you've had all this time and you still don't have a decent paying job. You live a sad and unhappy life, but...if you join us...then you can have friends, be with many people, and live happier than before. All you have to do is kill yourself" My head began to fill their hurtful words. "No one loves you" "kill yourself"

"Shutup!" I yell.

"That sad. Little. Girl..." I burst into tears.

"That's not who I am..." I repeat to myself as their words kept repating join us.

"Krin...Krin...Krin" Joanan sounds so distant. "Krin!" His voice closer this time. Joanan shook me hard. "KRIN!" I snapped out of it. The voices left my head. I was breathing hard. "Krin, what's wrong?" He asked.

"I-I thought..."

"You thought what Krin?"

"My parents Joanan!"

"No one is here. What are you talking about?" He asks.

"I must have been tricked" I tell him. I cry harder.

"What's wrong now?" He asks kind of annoyed.

"I'm sorry. I just really miss them." I tell him.

"It's fine. I know how you feel."

"You do?"

"Yes...my first year here was hectic. All that was running through my head was who is taking care of my daughter. And obviously, I still don't know. I worry about her everyday. Wondering where she is, if she is ok..."

"What about your wife?" I ask him. He looked very uncomforatable then changed the subject.

"Alright, let's go!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me back down stairs and tried to open the locked door. He cursed. He turned and pulled me into the kitchen and began looking around for something. I tried to pull my hand from his. He was squeezing it too tight. He completely ignored the pulling on his arm.

"Joanan! Let go!" I tell him. He let go. He looked a little surprised.

"I'm sorry...I just got caught up in my thoughts." He says. He suddenly  looked really stressed out.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine." He said quickly then went back to looking for something. He went into the garage and found a hammer.

"Let's get out of here" he said walking to the front door and hitting it until it made a big enough hole for us to fit through. We stepped through the hole in the door. Ofcourse everything had changed again. There was no longer a well. Actually nothing was there but white. Everything was white. I turn around and am not surprised to see that the house is gone and more white replaced it.