It was dark. I opened my building's door and it closed behind me with a snap because of the heavy winds tonight. It was almost past midnight and it was raining cats and dogs with of course it's best friend, the lightning. It was one of the worst thunderstorm in the last 5 years ( and trust me, I have seen a lot of thunderstorms so when I say bad storms that means really bad storms).
It was scary since the lights in the corridor was blinking hard like it was about to go off. I came in crawling on my feet cause it was aching so badly since I ran all the way from super market to my home,which I consider the safest place in the entire world for me. And which was not going to be safe tonight......
Oh, I am sorry. I guess I forgot to introduce myself. I think that you should know a little about me and my life before entering my story.
Hi! My name is Tracy Jane Bennett and I am 24. People like to call me Tris or Joy. I prefer the latter one. It brings back the memories of the good times when I used to be so cheery and jolly that they decided to call me Joy and I loved it. Unlike my gloomy self now. Anyway,7 years ago I got into an accident which changed my life forever. My parents died and I was send to coma for 3 years. The only one who wasn't hurt in the accident from my family was my elder sis. Since she was attending her class for the upcoming interview, but my treatment and our parents funeral broke down our finances completely even her boyfriend broke up with her. She went through a lot alone.
When I finally came back I was not the same. I could hear, speak and move like before, that means normally but I see much more than I used to, it was more than normal. I could see the both sides. I could see the reflection of the world, reflection of living and death. They come to me, talk to me, haunt me, even ask for help and sometimes want me so they could live again. Sometimes they show me someone's future, their past and most importantly their deaths.....
The world no one could see or feel except for me. Yes, I could see 'the other side', I could see the ghosts. I could see the dead.........
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Living with the Reflection
Horrorwhen you die then come back it's hard to find yourself again but what happens when you find something more than just yourself and the truth that you believed in was just one side of a mirror... begin your journey with Tracy to the other side......
