It's not nostalgia to see people killed

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*Harper's pov*

I did not wish to see through a mirror .
I should give you all one simple advice , never let a crazy lady who draggs you out of the room by you collar, grip your hand .  There was  a mad look in her eyes as she faced at me and made  a face with showed disgust , regret , pain which I couldn't read . "I think you need to see something".She spoke to   me and fell silent . I felt a cold but gentle grip on my hand her hands had clear and visible green coloured veins branched over the back of her palm . Slowly  darkness envelopes me ......

I was present in a middle of a forest . There were four people walking before me but i did not seem to walk but float my feet were about 2 inches above the ground . The other people did not seem to notice me and i was fine with it . The youngest child of the family  turned and I saw myself but younger ,it was me of around three years old  . I held my parent's hand and another girl who had same black hair as me and wore black jeans with a black top , something I would like to prefer . She looked older almost same as my age I am now in, 16. She walked close to My younger self but it clearly showed that she wanted to be distant it was Natlie ...... her hands moved towards her back pocket and grabbed a handgun ,the sight of it made me feel a shiver down my spine . She pointed the the nuzzle towards my parents and I looked in fear while my younger self continued chattering about sheep flying and making clouds my fathers face tensed as he looked towards her . '' I can't do this anymore" she said and shot him . My mother shielded me from her as she cried towards her to stop. But I heard fire again I closed my eyes as tears fell down my cheeks . When I opened them again I saw my mother's motionless body hitting the green grass . The trigger moved towards my younger self but she hesitated to shoot me .... not me but my younger self started weeping out of fear . The blood from the other two motionless bodies flowed around me . My sisters hands shook from fear as she was about to pull the trigger . My younger self kept on weeping and crying for help . Felt as if to grab young Harper and run as fast as I can away from that physco whom I had to call my sister but something stopped me I could not move anymore it was like the air around me had turned into a very dense liquid preventing me from moving. As I was about to tell at her to stop . Two guys who looked like police men rushed towards me and Natlie vanished into the shadows.

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