Mirror Me (Rewriting)

Chapter-20 Mirror Vision

For three mirror days I was in pain and I could barely do anything. I could barely chew when I ate. The pressure was too much on my teeth. I'm hungry but I don't want too feel that pain again. I tried to get up once but gravity was too strong for me. Joanan has to do everything himself. Kill, defend, and look after me. It was also kind of quiet because speaking hurt too. The worst three mirror days of my life...

It's the fourth day and I'm able to chew, get up, and help Joanan a little.

"I'm glad you're in less pain. Maybe we can try to find the last prism when there is no more pain."

"Yes maybe..." I say.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Yeah..."

"No you're not" I sigh.

"Fine. I just...I...I thought I was going to die."

"But you didn't. So why think about it?"

"I'm still trying to get myself together I guess"

"Makes sense." After some time, he spoke. "So...when do you think I'll be able to see my daughter again?"

"Hopefully soon"

"Is there anyone you're really close to?" He asks.

"No. I live alone and my parents call everyday to make sure I'm ok since I live so far out from anyone else. I had no friends. Just me and my drawings. My life was so lonely..."

"When we get back to our world, you want to come live with us? We never know what that mirror is going to do. It might pull her in too, so someone needs to look out for her while I'm at work..."

"Thanks" I say. "How old is your daughter now if you think it's been 3 years?"

"She's 8...maybe. Time is lost here..." he says. It got quiet again. I began to get cold and tired. I put my shirt back on and sat next to Joanan and fell asleep on his shoulder. 

I woke up and it was still night time. It's still very cold. Ofcourse Joanan was still sleep. I was going to get up, then I realized that his arm was still around me. I gently pulled his arm off of me and on the ground. I got up slowly so I wouldn't wake him. Why did I wake up in the middle of the night? Suddenly I got a...vision? But that was only a dream...is this a dream? I pinch myself. Ow! No, no it's not a dream. The vision still hadn't fully come up but I do have a feeling that it's coming. Suddenly a picture came up.

It was a woman with long black hair and green eyes, dressed in business attire. She held what looked to be her daughter's hand. They look very alike. They walked into the house and there was Joanan. He smiled and they smile back.

I came back to reality.