“Ma’am, keep yourself together please, we’re working as best we can. We’ll try to revive him.”
I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by mirrors, all around me, there was no exit, only mirrors, reflecting myself. Mirrors, this is the first time I had seen a mirror. I had always wondered what they looked like.
I didn’t remember who I was. I didn’t remember where I was nor how I got there. It’s as if the world opened up around me and I was just there. I didn’t even know what I was...
I have two legs, two arms, a torso, a head, I look human, but I’m pale...my skin is practically translucent. My hair is black. My eyes...are milky and white...white...that’s a color, this is the first time I can remember seeing colors...All I can remember ever seeing was black.
“His heart rate is low doctor, are you sure he’s going to survive?!”
All I have ever seen was black, that’s what everyone told me. Who is everyone? I remember voices, but not who they are connected to, I hear voices, their tones are urgent. I have always heard everything, even the things I regret listening to. Some conversations, you’re never meant to hear. I remember touch, fur is soft, bark is rough, paper is smooth, water is wet. I don’t know what fur looks like, nor bark, nor paper, nor water. All I remember ever seeing was these mirrors, and my reflection in them. How do I know what these things are if I’ve never even seen them?
I sat on the mirrored floor of the room of mirrors and nothing but mirrors, I was the only exception to the mirrors. The mirrors reflected more mirrors, and more, and more, and more. There were infinite reflections of mirrors, infinite reflections of me, as far as the eye can see. It was almost terrifying, but it appeared so vividly, and I couldn’t help myself from falling in love with my reflection. This is the first time I had seen myself. I’m beautiful. I crawled closer to the mirror, and sat next to it, and I opened my voice to have a conversation with myself, and I couldn’t speak, but I did begin hearing a long, steady, mechanical beep, that seemed to drone on forever, it was never ending.
“Doctor! His heart has stopped, don’t you tell me that you’re trying, he’s dying, and you’re not helping!”
“Mrs. Brand, please be quiet, we understand your sorrow, but we ARE trying, believe us, he’s in a coma, and sometimes people just don’t wake up from comas, it happens. Phillips get the defibrillator, cpr isn’t working!”
I continued to hear the beep, and I heard the voices of people, they seemed upset...And I recognized some of their voices. The entire mirror chamber shook violently for a few seconds, then stopped. I stood up, alarmed, some of the mirrors now had mirror fractures in them.
“Again, Phillips! He isn’t quite awake yet!”
The intense shaking began again, and I covered my face with my eyes, the light still peaked through the holes between my eyes, and got brighter, so bright it hurt, and I had to close my eyes. The shaking stopped again, and without thinking, I ran with all my force, and broke the mirror across from me, and falling into a pool of the brightest light imaginable. And then I was greeted with black darkness again and I remembered everything,
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“Crimson! Can you hear me?” A woman voice called out, it wavered in an out of my focus. The voice was contristricted, and sniffly.
“Mom?” I answered. The long beep was gone, instead replaced by a set of hurried short beeps. I saw nothing, I saw darkness. I’ve been blind from birth.
“Crimson! You’re awake!” My mother grabbed me, and tried to hug me as tightly as she could without damaging all of the I.V.s coming out of the veins in my arm.
“While I was asleep, I say color, I saw myself, I was sitting in a room full of mirrors, I could see, Mom. I wish I could see now...” I stated sadly.
“Your heart had stopped, Crimson, you’re lying down in an ambulance...You had accidently tripped while going down the stairs at the house.” A male voice said, my father, he sounded angry.
“Hi dad” I smiled.
“Don’t you ‘Hi dad’, me, you were practically dead, and now you are talking about how when you were dying, you were happy because you could see.” He grumbled and then chuckled awkwardly, he was happy I was alive, but he also knew that I had always regretted not being able to see.
“I’m sorry I almost died...” We continued driving to the emergency room, and I was going to need a lot of time to heal from my injuries from the fall. I’ll get better eventually.
I once again forgot the colors, mirrors, reflections, and my sight, and I greeted darkness as an old friend.
