Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

* She looked at the long white sheet, hesitating for a minute, before she pulled it off. It fluttered to the ground and she stood there; frozen. Her eyes glued to her reflection. She smiled. *

Mirrors: a surface, typically of glass coated with a metal amalgam, which reflects a clear image.

We all have them. Correction: They. Are. Every where. Rooms. Windows. Plates.

Reflecting what they see, like an eye.

And at certain times, they twinkle and from the corner of our eyes, we see a shadow flutter by and yet we wave it off, thinking that we're losing our minds.

• But Beware and be wary
For all is not known
The reflection of the moons
Is not as pure as the suns
And we might not see
What is there, yet hidden
There might be something scary
Right under the skin •

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Hey *waves* First attempt at writing a horror story! I'm going to try making it as scary as possible (even though I don't digest horror stuff well, haha).
Anyway, so people with fragile hearts read this at your own risk.

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