Torture in Glass

"I look down at the sink and turn on the tap, dipping my head down so it's easier to splash the warm water on my face. I look back up to the man in the mirror and he looks back, his face is wet now as well. We keep eye contact as we both stand up straight. "Why do you do this every day? Why do you mock me like this?" I get no response, he just mimics my movement, making it look like he's asking the questions but no sound comes out for him."

This is a story I wrote of school a couple years back and in my opinion it's still one of the best things I've written. I have a couple ideas on how to build upon the world and expand the story if people are interested.