I stared down the dark suffocating hallway, my friends edging me on, back in the comforting light of my own bedroom. Was this really a good idea? Taking that stupid dare, I exhale sharply and start down the pitch-black hallway one foot in front of the other, my body betraying my mind. I open the bathroom door with a loud creaking and step slowly inside, the hard tile cold on my bare feet. I look down at the small mirror sitting on the basin and pick it up, I stare into the mirror, looking back at me is, of course, my own reflection, lilac pyjamas and all. I let out a long sigh of relief and chuckle to myself, of course, there's nothing there, I look back down at the mirror and grin, the reflection doesn't. I quickly drop it and back toward the door, I'm only a few feet away when it slams shut so hard that one of the windows shatters onto the floor. I look back at the small mirror but it's gone, I suddenly feel something cold in my hand, I look down and find that the brass mirror is sitting in my palm. My reflection smirks and reaches out toward me. The last thing I hear is my own scream before everything is gone.
Yeah... as I said this isn't my strong suit but I still tried to have fun with it. I feel I probably could have done a better job on this but I hope you enjoy!
-Zoe-
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