Introduction
Don't trust it. They want you to look at them. They want you to believe its you. As soon as you look away or go to sleep that's when they come out. Don't fall for the act. Mirroring what you do, building up trust. Destroy them, all of them. Don't let them into your house. They're murderers all of them. I bet its in your room right now, you look at it everyday but you haven't figured it out yet. As soon as you read this they will come for you.
The mirror. Look at it, I dare you. Are you sure that that's you...?
Chapter 1
Right from when I was a child, I hated mirrors. It wasn't because I didn't like seeing myself but because I always had a deep fear of the person looking back at me. The eyes always seemed too deep and staring. The face always too emotional, more emotion than I could show. And the movement, more powerful than I would ever move.
I'm Amber, but everyone calls me Amy. I'm twelve years old and I'm in a mental asylum, they tell me its just a care home and they are gonna fix my problems and make me happy again. I called the police when I was five. I was telling the truth. I phoned because I was in my Mum and Dads bed, we always shared a bed, I couldn't sleep
