My mother had gotten the mirror as a present after we moved to this beautiful house in the country. I’ve always been a city girl and still am I just live here. I believed that the mirror was broken. Not where there was a crack in it but when I would go near it, I didn’t see me. I saw that thing. It had scared me at first, as you would imagine but I was young and I couldn’t do a thing about it. I had told my parents but they thought I had sneaked in their room when they were watching a horror movie. Little did they know that I was living my own horror movie.
To Be Continued…