She stared at the ceiling, frightened that if she looked at them, they would pull her in again. No one had believed her, but she knew the truth. If you stared into one of them for too long your body would move on its own. Each time she ended up walking down the basement and come to stand in front of the tall dark mirror with the scary faces etched into the metal frame. The first time it had happened to her, her sister had pushed her to be funny pulling her out of the trance. The second time her dad had come up behind her and scared her also breaking the trance. She knew she was only thirteen, but what she had seen the second time she had come to the big black mirror was not all in her imagination.
She begged her family to believe her, but neither her parents nor sister took it seriously. The mirror haunted every dream and constantly waking her from night terrors. Her mother would try to wake her from the terrible dreams but couldn't.
Still both her parents ignored the signs that even the regular mirrors around the home seemed to be watching her. She couldn't stair too long into any mirror for fear she would be entranced and her body like a doll controlled by stings. Her parents ignored her and even made jokes about her sister.
Finally one day at dinner her mother asked her if she would like to travel to the city with her and meet a man named Dr. Carl M. Burlington. She didn't quite understand. Her mother reassured her and said they would be leaving in the next few days and that it wouldn't be more than a few hours in the car. Her father said that this Dr. could help her and give her the medication she needed to sleep and relax. She didn't need medication.
All she wanted was for her family to believe her and believe that something was very wrong about this new house her father had bought. Her mother was truly excited about the mother daughter trip even more so then when her father had told her the price he had paid for the house and property.
She said goodnight to her mother and father and asked for her sister to come up to bed with her. Her parents just stared at each other and looked really puzzled. Her mother stood up and gave her a hug and said she would be better soon.
She walked up the stairs looking only at her feet since one mirror was placed on the wall walking up. She told her sister not to look into the mirror.
Before getting into bed she closed her eyes while covering her vanity mirror with a blanket. She was satisfied with herself and climbed into bed with her sister.
She was was scared about visiting a Dr. and being forced to take pills like some insane person.
Her parents didn't believe her and her sister never stood up for her. Her sister knew something about the mirrors but never said anything about them.
Her father was wrong for moving her out here and buying this empty old home. Her mother was wrong about her needing a doctor and her sister was wrong for not standing up for her. She couldn't take it much longer. The nightmares, Night terrors, and the mirrors pulling her in. She wanted the Dark Mirror in the basement to disappear and maybe the other mirrors would return to normal and she could look and see her reflection. Maybe just Maybe it would finally end.
She begged her family to believe her, but neither her parents nor sister took it seriously. The mirror haunted every dream and constantly waking her from night terrors. Her mother would try to wake her from the terrible dreams but couldn't.
Still both her parents ignored the signs that even the regular mirrors around the home seemed to be watching her. She couldn't stair too long into any mirror for fear she would be entranced and her body like a doll controlled by stings. Her parents ignored her and even made jokes about her sister.
Finally one day at dinner her mother asked her if she would like to travel to the city with her and meet a man named Dr. Carl M. Burlington. She didn't quite understand. Her mother reassured her and said they would be leaving in the next few days and that it wouldn't be more than a few hours in the car. Her father said that this Dr. could help her and give her the medication she needed to sleep and relax. She didn't need medication.
All she wanted was for her family to believe her and believe that something was very wrong about this new house her father had bought. Her mother was truly excited about the mother daughter trip even more so then when her father had told her the price he had paid for the house and property.
She said goodnight to her mother and father and asked for her sister to come up to bed with her. Her parents just stared at each other and looked really puzzled. Her mother stood up and gave her a hug and said she would be better soon.
She walked up the stairs looking only at her feet since one mirror was placed on the wall walking up. She told her sister not to look into the mirror.
Before getting into bed she closed her eyes while covering her vanity mirror with a blanket. She was satisfied with herself and climbed into bed with her sister.
She was was scared about visiting a Dr. and being forced to take pills like some insane person.
Her parents didn't believe her and her sister never stood up for her. Her sister knew something about the mirrors but never said anything about them.
Her father was wrong for moving her out here and buying this empty old home. Her mother was wrong about her needing a doctor and her sister was wrong for not standing up for her. She couldn't take it much longer. The nightmares, Night terrors, and the mirrors pulling her in. She wanted the Dark Mirror in the basement to disappear and maybe the other mirrors would return to normal and she could look and see her reflection. Maybe just Maybe it would finally end.
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