The Girl In The Mirror

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I walk slowly now.

I'm waiting, though i don't know what for.

She stands there, in the mirror.

She looks like a statue. Something old and worn, but still new and perfect.

She sits like a judge, staring me down,

Doubting,

Judging,

Hating,

The silvery pool around us shines beautifully, illuminating the garden surrounding us.

"Why are you scared?" her soft voice pierces the silence like a sharp knife.

The air is thick, like butter.

She wants to help! Yes, she does!

She cares! Its all for me, for my own good.

My tears are falling now, like rain onto the cold ground.

My mind spins with mixed-up thoughts I may never unravel.

Anger,

Saddness,

Belief,

Hope,

Undrstanding,

Trust.

Yes ! I trust,

And in that trust, i am blind.

Blinded by belief,

By how great it sounds.

Her and me,

Talking for hours,

Laughing,

Helping each other.

She's a friend, a sister.

I cannot see her sinister side.

How her eyes glint when she tells me all those terrible lies.

How her laugh tinkers wickedly when she hears my jokes.

She is fake.

And i made her that way.

She only wants to hurt me.

I see how she contracdicts.

Driving me mad with doubt, and hate, only for myself.

The cloud around me is dark as night and holds tight, twisting my insides up into knots.

"There's nothing wrong," she starts, "you're safe here, with me."

Her smile is sweet as honey and she reaches out for me.

I laugh lightly and run towards her, attempting to close the small distance between us.

Then she is suddenly gone.

All that's left is ashes on the floor.

She tricked me.

"But," the syllable echoes around my head like it is a cave.

A deep cavern of nothing.

Waiting for a use, for a meaning.

"We have to remember the things we forgot."

The short statement swirls around me like a tornado.

Now I'm searching my mind for what I left out. Did i lose something?

Is something gone?

Broken?

Hurt?

Messed up?

Have i done something wrong?

Thump-thump, thump-thump. My heart is racing, my palms are sweating.

She's back, the statue is chipped, and peeling.

The beautiful stone from before is only a mirage,

A trick,

Perfect for a fool like me.

She's broken, no, i'm the broken one.

The light now seems sinister, the pool is dark.

I shake and fall to my knees.

"idiot"

I am pulled to the side, and i struggle.

Please somebody save me!

Bang! Crash! Our garden is falling away. Built up for perfection, not for wear.

I run,

Run,

Run.

I'm finally out.

Safe, i can move on now!

I walk to the rubble, kicking aside pieces of stone.

Once perfect, now wild.

I cannot stop wondering;

When the marble will stop huanting me?

That sweet perfection, those lies.

Her, her stone face.

It haunts me night and day.

I will never know when it will end.

Soon.

Soon!

It must be over soon!

I sigh happily at the sight of the ruin. I got away, and i'm smiling as i walk off.

I will never understand that she will follow me around forever.

She is me...






Someone grabs my arm.



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⏰ Last updated: Dec 06, 2017 ⏰

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