I stepped closer.

The knock turned into a bang.

I took a step back.

_I need to run. Everyone knows that if you investigate you die. I should know I’ve watched horror movies since I was 3._

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_But what if I survive? And people ask me questions then all I say is, ‘I ran.’ ?_

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_For the plot!_

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_That is the stupidest reason to get yourself killed._

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I walked up to the mirror and gently tapped it.

A loud bang rang through.

I jumped back, tumbling over my rug.

My heart was racing. Like a track runner.

My mirror turned ghost white, then black, then a light gray as a figure appeared.

She looked scared.

Her jaw was clenched.

Her muscles tight.

Her body trembled with every blink she took.

I was scared out of my mind.

Is she going to jump out at me?

Pray on my misfortune?

Take me to what ever world she was from.

My body trembled as a scooted back.

My back hit my bed, startling me.

I took in her apperence.

She looked my age. (15)

*For clarification, I, the author, am not that age. Younger.*

She had black hair the fell to her ankles.

A round head shape.

Ether blue or green eyes.

I couldn’t tell. I was to far away.

She was wearing a pretty white dress.

It looked like a wedding dress.

Her skin was was a lighter gray then the mirror.

“Amanda.” She whispered.

I froze.

How did she know my name?

I looked at her again.

I didn’t recognize her.

How did she recognize me?

“Amanda.” She called again.

She tilted her head.

“How… how do you know my name?” I asked.

“Are you,” she paused and leaned in closer. I thought she was going to come through the mirror.

“Are you David Forpose’s grand-daughter?”

Her voice was below a whisper.

I bearly even noticed she had said something.

“Huh?”

She looked up.

Not at me but up higher.

I turned my head.

Nothing was above me.

“David Forpose. Are you related to him?”

This time I heard her.

“Yes. I’m his grand-daughter. Why do you ask?”

My voice trembled.

“You need to come with me.”

Her eyes were still locked on whatever was above me.

“Why?”

She lowered her head.

“I can’t tell you.”

“Are you a ghost?”

“Yes and no. I am the entity that guides spirits. I’m also Beth’s assistant.”

“Who’s Beth?”

“She decideds where spirits go.”

“Like hevean and H E double hockey sticks.”

“Yes, but she could also decided to reincarnate you, make you a star, or make you a ghost.”

I thought about what she just said. Then about what she said before.

_I am the entity that guides spirits._

“Am I,” I took a shaggy breath. “Am I dead?”

She chuckled.

“No, but you have a relation to something that’s happening.”

“What happening?”

She paused.

“I’ve said to much. You need to come with me.”

“But-“

She stuck her hand out.

It actually came out of the mirror.

I freaked and jumped to my bed.

“Please,” she said quietly. “I won’t hurt you. I just _need _you to come with me.”

I got off my bed and took a step towards the mirror.

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

She held out her pinky.

I took her pinky with mine.

Surprisingly it felt like a human hand.

She tugged her pinky and I walked forward more.

“Before I go,” I said a second before I stepped into the mirror.

“Yes?” She asked her hair flowing.

“Are there cute boys where you’re from? I’ve been single forever.”

She smiled.

“Very cute boys.”

I smiled back.

“Good.”

I took a step into the mirror.

I was wrapped in the gray background.

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QOTD: What is your child hood cartoon?

Mine was CatDog, SpongeBob, and The Loud House.

Chapter 2 will be coming soon.

Happy birthday to anyone if it’s your birthday.

I love you guys. Have a good rest of your day! :)))) <3