I stared at myself through shattered pieces of a mirror that was once whole...much like my heart.
I don't know how long I stood there, just looking at my disoriented reflection. There were glass shards all around, and I didn't care to clean them up.
This house has felt so empty without him. My brother I mean. He was gone now. And in my grief I shattered a mirror...and many other things.
He died of cancer. It was a tragedy I don't think I'll ever get over. But I decide to leave this awful place and go for a walk.
I don't bother to pick up the glass as I pass it by. I rush to the door feeling suffocated by the emotions in this house. I get my shoes on and exit the building.
He was so young...even though he was older. He had been fighting for a long time. It's not a surprise he's gone, but it doesn't make it any less painful.
I don't notice I'm running until I run right into a man with auburn hair.
"Oh I'm so sorry." He says with a Scottish accent. Concern in his voice. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, yes I'm fine. I'm sorry too."
"No need ma'am, it's my fault."
"Well, I'm Mae." I say to try and masque the awkward bits of this encounter.
"Nice to meet your acquaintance Mae, I'm Daniel."
"Nice to meet you Daniel." As I say his name my cheeks start to blush and I tuck a peace of my light orange hair behind my ears.
"Well I better get going. It was nice to meet you Mae." He smiled a huge smile as he said my name. It made me blush even more.
"Nice to meet you too Daniel."then he walks away.
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Shattered Glass
Short StoryI stared at myself through shattered pieces of a mirror that was once whole...much like my heart. I don't know how long I stood there, just looking at my disoriented reflection. There were glass shards all around, and I didn't care to clean them up...
