I was my own demise

   It was like any other day,or so I thought. So I had an ok night’s sleep,felt like I could stay in bed all day no matter how much I slept. Reluctantly,I got up,got dressed,made some coffee and caught up with the morning news. Another day,another mess,what’s new. So I made my way to the bathroom,gotta brush my teeth,do my hair,you know,a little touch up for the day. So there I am,brushing my teeth,still half asleep but coffee slowly kicking in and then I see him.

   I see myself in the mirror,smiling back at me but..I am not smiling. What?Am I that asleep?Did I drink yesterday?I didn’t mix any medication or nothing,so,what the hell is going?So,there I am freaked out and confused,I keep brushing my teeth and looking at my reflection. I am not smiling,I am brushing my teeth but he,it,is.He is just staring at me,watching me. I must be high,drunk,something.Am I going nuts?Suddenly,he lunges at me,hands stretch out trying to reach me and he does.He grabs me!I am in shock! My own reflection is coming out of the mirror and is grabbing me.I don’t know whether this is real or not,what is happening but I gotta get some fresh air,I gotta get out of this grab! So I struggle,wriggle,trying to get out but he is holding me tighter than ever. He is not letting go and slowly pulling me in. I try to hold on to something,but water is everywhere,my hands keep sliding and there is nothing to grab. I can’t stop it,I am sliding in and he is pulling me inside. Oh god,this is surreal. I am entering my own mirror,pulledby my own menacing reflection, which looks like me but does it’s own thing.

   The mirror, was like no other mirror. As I was being pulled inside,it was stretching,getting bigger and wider and like the water,glass was sending ripples of me. What is going on. At this point I am convinced it’s just a bad dream and I will wake up in cold sweat any minute. Nope,and I am in. I am inside the mirror. I am in shock,convinced it’s a dream,still,I go on with it. Now,what do you imagine is inside the mirror?The reflection of our world with minor difference?Totally same world but not or you in the totally different world which reflects what you see?Wrong,all of it. It’s nothing. Literally nothing. Complete darkness. Shattered pieces of glass floating slowly all around and the only light in this damned world of glass and mirror, is coming from my own mirror,from the other side,my side. The light is bright,everything around is pitch black. Sharp floating glass floating all around as it is suspended in time itself. Flaoting,rotating. Like I said,the only light was coming from the mirror,from the other side,my side, but I did not how to get out. I see him. He,it,was on the other side now. Looking like me,staring at me,he was now,in my world. Whatever it is,who it is,it was not me, as I am here and this thing was taking my place right in front of my eyes.

    I refused to give up and give in. I tried to squeeze through the mirror again but it was like a brick wall,hard,unmovable. I was hitting it,bashing it,trying to smash into it,nothing. I was screaming but got a feeling it was silent on the other side.There he was,standing in front of me,looking at me,looking pleased with himself. That smile,that smirk,he had my life now,he got me trapped and God knows what happens next. I want my life back!!!!!I shouted,he looked at me,brushed his teeth,did his hair and walked away. I lied down,stuck in the dark,time stood still,tear rolling down my face, not knowing what happens next I was lost.  I was trapped.The end came sooner than I thought but then again,they always say,you never know when it will come,so do yourself a favour,make the most of it.