Haunted Tales (A Series Of Short Stories)

"The Haunted Mirror"

             

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Emily had heard the stories about the haunted mirror, but she didn't believe them. She thought it was all just superstition. But one day, she decided to investigate the mirror for herself.

The mirror was old and ornate, its frame covered in dust and cobwebs. It stood in the corner of a dark and abandoned room.

Emily walked over to the mirror and looked at her reflection. She saw a normal girl, with long, dark hair and big brown eyes. But then, she noticed something strange. Her reflection was smiling, but it wasn't a happy smile. It was a cruel, twisted smile.

Emily stepped back from the mirror, her heart pounding in her chest. She told herself it was just her imagination, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

That night, Emily had a nightmare. She dreamed that she was standing in front of the mirror again. Her reflection smiled at her and said, "I'm coming for you."

Emily woke up in a cold sweat. She tried to convince herself that it was just a dream, but she couldn't. She knew that something was out there, something evil.

The next day, Emily decided to tell her parents about the mirror and her nightmare. But when she went to their room, she found it empty. Their bed was made, and their clothes were gone. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.

Emily was terrified. She didn't know what to do. She ran out of the house and into the street. She didn't know where she was going, but she just had to get away.

Emily ran for what felt like hours. She didn't stop until she reached the woods. She collapsed on the ground, exhausted and scared.

Emily didn't know what to do. She was alone in the woods, and she had no idea where to go. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down. But then, she heard a noise.

Emily opened her eyes and saw a figure standing in front of her. It was a tall, slender figure with pale skin and long, black hair. The figure was smiling, but it wasn't a happy smile. It was the same cruel, twisted smile that Emily had seen in her reflection.

"I've been waiting for you," the figure said.

Emily screamed and tried to run, but the figure grabbed her arm. It was cold and clammy to the touch.

"Don't try to run," the figure said. "You can't escape me."

Emily struggled to break free, but the figure's grip was too strong. The figure pulled Emily closer and closer.

"I'm going to take you back to the mirror," the figure said. "Where you belong."

Emily closed her eyes and waited for the end. But then, she heard a voice.

"Let her go," the voice said.

Emily opened her eyes and saw a man standing behind the figure. The man was tall and muscular, with short brown hair and blue eyes. He was holding a stake in his hand.

"Who are you?" the figure asked.

"I'm the one who's going to stop you," the man said.

The figure laughed. "You can't stop me," it said. "I'm too powerful."

"We'll see about that," the man said.

The man charged at the figure and plunged the stake into its chest. The figure screamed in pain and vanished into thin air.

The man turned to Emily. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Emily nodded. She was too shaken to speak.

"Don't worry," the man said. "I'm here to protect you."