Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall

Mirrors. That one word sends shivers down my spine. This is a story that changed my opinion of mirrors.... You may not believe what i'm about to tell you. But it's a true story, and would be horrifying if you were in my shoes at that moment.

I was sitting at home on a wintry day on december 20th. No one was home but me. I was sitting in the living room when i heard a crash upstairs in a room.

I setmy book carefully on the oval, glass coffee table, "HELLO!?" i had called out knowing no one was going to answer and feeling like an idiot when i had gotten no response. I was shaking as i slowly made my way up the creaking staircase. "Hello?" i said more to myself then anyone else.

A door was laying on the floor. My eyes widened in horror because it was the bathroom door. How am i gonna use the bathroom now? i had asked myself. I carefully stepped over the door and went straight into the bathroom. I didn't bother to turn on the lights. i stared around the bathroom. Nothing was messed up so i turned to leave the before i fainted from fright.

But as i was turning to leave. Something caught my eye in the mirror. I looked very closely at it and noticed that there was an oval-shaped mirror behind meas well. So i turned around. But there was no mirror behind me. When i looked back at the mirror infront of me, i saw a girl my age staring back at me. Except she had blonde hair stuck to her face with the creepiest grin on her lips.

"Mirror mirror, on this wall. who'll be the next one in this room to fall? Mirror mirror who? Is it you?!" She sang in a raspy voice and pointed at me. I screamed super loud than ran out of the bathroom and went running down the steps. And guess what happened? I fell down the damned stairs.. I wasn't injured badly. My head hit the ground very hard. But i really didn't give a shit.

I ran outside the house screaming my head off. I yelled what i had seen in the mirror. But of course no one believes little kids so i threw a tantrum and yelled at all the passer-by who looked at me like i was a crazy bitch, which i was starting to believe. So i sat outside on the ground until my parents came home. That was the last time i dared go into that bathroom.

If i saw that girl again. I might've fallen....Down the steps..again.