For as long as I can remember I could always see more in the mirror then just my reflection. Your probably asking what is she talking about is she mad am I right? Well its like I see the true manifestation of my soul it actually communicates with me. The first time I can recall this I was 4 years old it was my birthday and it was just pink themed. I can remember it clear as day I had invited the entire kindergarden class. No one showed up not even my moms friends. They all said I was crazy, insane, possessed ,or even demonic. That's when it appeared I was crying in the bathroom and something spoke to me.
"hey what's the matter maxie." something said
"who there I was told no one came." I said a little shaken
I when I was little I didn't know what to think my young mind could not understand it I just thought it was my mind playing tricks on me but I wanted to give my reflection name. Her name became Alex so that's how it all started. Let me guess now everyone definetly thinks I'm insane don't ya?
Who knows ill let you decide what to think of me I personally do not care for I have Alex the only one who I truly need.
I must give the credit to my dad for inspiration and my new friend Black_shadowdragon for helping me with the description and how to start the story so thank you.
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Mirror Max
Fantasyyou know the story of Snow whit. you know the mirror that's on the wall. But what it shows you and your reflection talks back? No matter how many times I looked behind the mirror I see nothing. But the mirror helped with my loneliness. My family bel...
