I look into the mirror to see a girl whom isn’t me yet is all at the same time. There a girl whom has the same aburn hair; same hazel eyes. She stares at me with this gaze that makes me feel hollow on the inside.

Soon enough I started covering every mirror in my house with blankets, sheets, anything I could get my hands on.

“Honey… why are all the mirror covered?”

“She watches me… The girl in the mirrors, she looks just like me.” I muttered.

My mother gave me a concerned look before heading into the hall. I could hear her on the phone with someone. I didn’t really care much. I felt broken and afraid; as if any moment the girl could pull down the sheet and crawl out of the mirror.

Could she take my place and no one would know?

Would she take over my whole world?

I pulled at my hair, nervously tapping my foot. Stalking over to the mirror I tugged the white sheet to the floor.

There she was. The girl identical to me turn her head; a sly smile spread across her lips. “Hello Mila”

“What do you want from me!” I screamed. My bedroom door slammed shut, locking itself. I could hear my mother pounding on the door begging me to open it.

“Eyes over here twiny. I’ll tell you what I want from you, I’d like your soul” My worst fears were confirmed. Running to the door I banged on it twisting the handle.

“Mom!” I half screamed, half cried. I felt something grab my legs as the floor came crashing towards me. I clawed at the floor as I was dragged with surprising strength towards the mirror. Tears streamed down my cheeks.

This was the end. I was going to die to my reflection.