Mirrors a.i

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Vintage;

Luna walked into her new house, the wooden floor creaking at her every step.

She looked at the old pictures on the wall, each of them seemed to be following her with their eyes which creeped her out.

Luna explored every inch of the old house that was new to her.

She had always pictured moving into a nice apartment when she turned eighteen, not a place like this.

After exiting her bedroom which she actually took likening to. She walked through the halls soon arriving at the basement.

She opened the door and walked the stairs, at first struggling to find a light switch but it was found soon enough.

Luna spotted something tall covered by a crispy white sheet. She took a breath and lifted it up the dust making her cough.

The thing she found was a long, white, mirror that looked to be over fifty years old.

As she thought to her self she was relieved, a mirror that was exactly what she needed.

That old thing would save her from spending forty dollars on another mirror, but why buy one when there's a perfectly good one right before your eyes.

She lifted up the heavy mirror and practically dragged it up stairs.

Soon having to take a break from pulling the heavy mirror in the middle of the hall.

When Luna finally had the mirror placed in her room she was relieved.

She liked the vintage effect it had on her room. And she liked the dark purple flowers going down the side; they matched the color of the ends of her hair.

Her dark brown hair that faded into a purple had the perfect effect on her.

She then heard a bang and ran through the room and into the kitchen, everything was fine there.

When she checked the living room she sighed, it was just a painting that fell from the wall.

Just a silly old painting.

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