Mirrors are much like life. Thats what I always thought. Just like mirrors they make you reflect on how you think of yourself and reflect on the past.Thinking about it now, I wish I realised sooner...
I woke up still sleepy, as my alarm clock woke me up for school. Freshman year. Just great. The year everyone picks on for being the babies of the school. I agressively pushed the button on the alarm to stop it, Till I had the courage to roll out of bed. I finally did and stood on my fuzzy rug and stretched and yawned. "ah fuck...Mornings..." I put my morning playlist on and started to get ready for the day. I walk to the bathroom and took a moment to look in the mirror. I look at my long-ish black hair cover my shoulder blades perfectly. I sighed. Ever since she left...Things arnt the same...Anymore. Before I could get a word out the lights flicker.
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Mirrors
HorrorA story of horror and the terriable truth. (idk i was bored and yeah)