Thereflection Stories

As soon as the tip of my finger touched the mirror, cracks appeared, spreading out to the entire surface until it shattered and rained upon me. The stings of sharp glass were not a worry to me, 'She is left behind', I said, 'forever'.

Reflection. The word has so many meanings that one loses track. In this context, though? Read more to find out !

This is a horror story about a girl who inherited a grandmother's haunted, old and spooky house with creaking floors to find out more kindly read the story

What Was I Seeing?

Suddenly waking up to someone else, yet people still recognize you as who you are. Something difficult to process, but will give you answers. One, may tell their side of story, and it may be the truth or the lie. And same goes for the other.