I hate where I live every day a new person moves in next door. I don't get the part when someone moves in we don't see them leave or take there stuff.so I decide to see why?
One night when my parents went to sleep I stunk out side and went to the neighbor's back door. When I went inside there was nothing but a mirror. I walked arround the house, there was nothing.not even a dust but the creepy mirror.
When I was looking through the mirror to see if I looked good. Something invisible pulled me into the mirror, it choked me. When I went inside the mirror I was in a different world. Something like hell, there was fire every where except the platform next to the mirror. I try to get out but it didn't work
I was waiting till morning until someone relised I was gone and they were searching for me. My family came into the next doors house where I am trapped in a mirror. When my mum came next to the mirror I dont know why I choked her and pulled her in.
When she went in I fell in the fire and my mum was waiting on the platform,then my mum fell and my dad waited on the platform.
The moral: Don't trust creepy mirrors
