It can Control ME!!!
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That night I couldn’t sleep. I was more than just shocked,… , I was beyond terrified.
Mom knew all that, she knew that something was different, that something was just not right. And yet she said that I’m hallucinating, that it’s all just in my head, that I’m the one who’s wrong.
How can she do this to me?
She could have told me before, we could have figured something out… together.
Things are getting out of control. I have to do something before it’s too late.
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I was so engrossed in all that stuff that I didn’t even notice that it was already midnight.
That atmosphere felt kinda’ cold as it was raining outside. It’s Mid monsoon season so I’m used to the cold by now.
The sound of raindrops splashing on the roof, the wind howling outside the window. All those sounds were smashed by the rumbling of clouds.
And these sounds were playing a great role in making this place look more eerie than before.
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I couldn’t sleep, I didn’t wanted to sleep.
I have to go to that mirror. I know that there is something really wrong with that mirror. I
know that I was not hallucinating, that it was all real.
I jumped out of bed, opened my door and peeked outside to check if Dad or Gran were not lingering in the hallway as they usually do.
Nope. No sign of them being here. At least for now.
I stepped outside. The floor boards creaking under my feet as I moved towards the staircase but I didn’t care about it because there’s a much more important work to do right now.
I have to work fast before anyone notices that I’m out of bed.
I tiptoed my way downstairs and moved as fast as I could.
There in the middle of the hallway was the mirror.
Its surface shining from the moonlight peering through the window on its left.
Everything was silent.
I walked towards the mirror until we were just inches apart.
I watched my reflection for a few moments then I raised my right and so did my reflection. I took a step backwards and so did my reflection.
Everything seemed normal until I saw my reflection blink before me.
Without thinking I took a step back, ready to fling back in my room.
And just then my reflection raised its right hand, as if touching the mirror and slowly mouthed the words ‘Let me out, you don’t
belong here’.
I felt my whole body become stiff.
It again mouthed those words and then started screaming. There was no sound but suddenly my throat started to ache.
Damn, it hurts! But why?
It screamed until I started to choke.
What the hell! It can control me!!
Then it started smiling really, really wide.
I felt a sudden sense of realization about what had happened to Dad and Gran. That night I wasn’t dreaming, it wasn’t a dream… it was real… It all was freaking real.
I again looked in the mirror. Watched my reflection grinning.
And just then, as if it realized what it could do, it moved its hand upwards and took out its left eye. And in its place was darkness, just darkness.
A clear void.
Soon, charcoal black liquid started oozing out of its left socket.
Suddenly, my right eye started to hurt and then everything went black.
All I felt was pain.
I screamed real hard but no sound came out.
I wanted to scream, to run, to break this mirror into pieces, but
all I could do was stare at my reflection in horror which had a wide, satisfied grin on its face.
“Stop it, just the stop!”
It didn’t said a word.
“Stop… please!”
I begged my reflection to stop, it still had its hand on its left eye and it kept shoving it inside its left eye. The black liquid still oozing out of it.
My eye started to burn.
And then, just then I saw a tall black figure in the corner of the mirror. It seemed really inhumane. So tall with so long arms.
I abruptly looked behind but there was no one to be found.
Without a second thought I started running, one hand on my right eye that was still burning as hell.
I ran upstairs and dashed into my room, locked the door and hopped in my bed.
I lay still in my bed telling
Myself to calm down.
Trying to make sense of what had just happened but the pain in my eyes gave answers to all of my questions.
I didn’t wanted to know that it was all real. I wish that all this was just a dream but no.
It can’t be. It just can’t be.
It’s all real. I’m not dreaming. This can’t be a dream.
Dad and Gran, they both
are affected by that thing. Its controlling them like tiny puppets.
What should I do? What can I even do?
And that black figure… why is it always there?
Now it all makes sense…
The footsteps… the annoying feeling of someone following me… and always watching me…
It’s that black inhumane thing.
Now the only question that’s not answered…
Why?
Why me?
Why does it follow me?
If it’s my enemy then why not attack me? Why my family?
Why not me?
And if it is my friend then why isn’t it helping me?
Why take me back to that mirror?
And now my worst nightmare has started… My reflection…
It can control me…
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