Death by award.

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"Come'on Carley, do it!" It was midnight and i was in my best friend's bathroom, being urged on to do the bloody mary mirror myth. "Why dont you do it hailey? If you're not too chicken. Bak baaak!" Hailey wasn't one to turn something down after being 'baaked' out, "fine! I have more vagina than any of you sissys anyway. Step aside Carley." I put my hands up and backed away, "by all means, go ahead." We all watched hailey chant bloody mary, "bloody mary", turn one. "Bloody mary," turn two. "Bloody mary", turn three. Hailey stared into the mirror, "hmm.. guess it is just a myth." All of sudden, hailey was ranked by an invisible force against the mirror, "ahh! Help mee!" The rest of the girls and i was flabber gasted, "hailey! Stop it!"  Hailey started to shake and her mouth began to foam, "uuuuuggghhhh." Then, when no one thought it could get any worse, a piece of glass went right through hailey's head. "Ahhhhhh!" After a hour of telling the police everything that happened (we obiously wern't believed), we were sent home, with a physolgy DVD on depressing events. "I know its hard when a loved one dies un-explainably but, this DVD will help you get through it. Please press Play now." I rolled my eyes, "how about no?" I swiched the tv off and threw the remote at the mirror on the wall, "you did this. You killed hailey! You stupid mirror!" I jumped up from the couch and went up to the mirror, "you stupid mirror." I turned around and felt something start to slice my neck, "uhhg....". I turned around and saw... My reflextion...covered from hairline to chin in Blood. In its Hand, was the Sharp part of my grand mothers pointed eating award. My reflection had a huge grin on its face, one i never knew was possible to have. The next thing i knew, i was looking up at the celing, bleeding out fast, "uhgh." When i felt myself Begining to slip from reality, i was greeted by hailey and my boyfriend max, "Carley! Oh my god! Wake up Wake up!" I jolted up in my bed and caught my breath, "oh god. It was so real." Max stroked my hair, "you're ok. You're ok. You're where you belong." I looked up at max, "Where am i?" Max smiled, "its between hell and heaven. Its new. Only mirror victims come here."

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