Mirror
205 Words
Thirty minutes had already passed after the program had ended. It was five-thirty anyway. Most of the students had already left the school since it was getting dark.
I and my friends just didn't have the appetite to go home. It's quite bad, isn't it? But anyway, we just decided to stay for a couple of minutes longer since our other classmates were still sauntering around, minding their own business.
For our last stroll before going home, we decided to visit our classroom several meters away from the main building.
As we reached the passageway in between the two rooms, we came across a student—who happened to be one of our classmates.
We smiled at her, but she gave us an anxious smile.
She walked closer to us, so we stopped walking.
"Are you going to our classroom?" She asked.
I noticed the paleness of her lips and she was hugging herself as if the blowing winds were cold as ice.
"Yes," one of my friends confirmed.
Just go home. I went there alone to get my things and..."
She took a pause, an eerie pause.
"And?" I repeated.
"I saw a woman in a black dress in the mirror... glaring at me."
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