Imagination, right?
I was standing in front of the mirror, getting ready, when I noticed—my reflection wasn’t moving with me. She wasn’t looking where I was, but looking directly at me.
I panicked. Blinked several times. Pinched myself to do a reality check... But no. This was all real.
Then, my reflection pointed at a glowing door in the mirror. I instinctively turned around—but no, there was no door behind me. I turned back to face the mirror, closely observing that door.
I saw my reflection flinch, as if she sensed a dangerous presence behind that door. And not too long after, I did too. A presence so strong, my nose started to bleed. It was like an external force was pushing me down. I tightly grabbed the basin to keep myself from falling. My brain felt like it might explode any second. My vision—blurry.
Then, suddenly... I blacked out.
I opened my eyes, still standing in front of the mirror. I wasn’t feeling anything. I looked at my reflection—and yes, she was normal now, mirroring my every move. The glowing gate? Gone.
Was I imagining things?
Sigh. In any case, thank God it wasn’t real—
I paused.
There—on the floor—were drops of blood.
One from my nosebleed.
Writer's note- ^^ hello everyone, something random I scribbled out of boredom, I know it's not the best.. but still felt like sharing it..
