I would wake up in the mornings, groggy, just like anyone does. But one day, I looked in the mirror and my reflection wasn’t doing what I was doing. I was frowning, but the reflection… it smiled. Just a small, slow, sinister smile.
At first, I thought I was imagining things, sleepwalking, or maybe even hallucinating. But it kept happening. Every mirror, every reflective surface… it was always there. And it wasn’t just smiling. Sometimes it would make gestures I wasn’t making.
Sometimes it whispered my name, though no sound came from my lips. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t focus. I felt watched all the time, like something else was living in the glass. My friends thought I was stressed, my family thought I was overthinking. I didn’t know what to do. I was spiraling fast.
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