Reflection

Have you ever looked into a mirror, and seen something behind you?

Of course not. There's nothing to see, nothing there when you blink, look again, look behind.

Then, have you ever imagined something? Thought you saw something, out the corner of your eye?

Something that couldn't possibly be there, but you could have sworn you saw. A shadow in the background, a flicker of light... a face?

Always when you're alone, and it's dark. Washing your face, wiping away the water from your eyes, and suddenly there it is. In the mirror. You blink and a second later it's gone.

Maybe you're getting a drink at night. It's dark out, and the light from the kitchen turns the window above the sink into a reflection of the room behind you. You know it's silly, but some little childish part still left inside you, even years passed childhood, is scared to look too long. Just in case. Just. In. Case.

In case of what, though? What will you see?

A face?

A hand?

A person, standing behind you, hiding the corner. Watching you. Not moving, just watching.

But you don't. Of course not, don't be silly.

But when you turn to go back to bed, and run " just a little " back to your room, you don't look up again, do you. Keep your eyes down, away from any reflective surfaces, and you'll be fine. It won't get you. That mysterious fear. The nameless ghost.

Well, that's your loss.

I could make you so very happy.

Author's Note

Just a short to get me started :)

Reviews

[Fire Mage Andrea]

"light from the kitchen turns the window above the sink into a reflection of the room behind you" - that's definitely true to life.
just turn "imaged" to "imagined" - maybe you meant to :-)
Good piece of work.

[Fiona]

Oops! Fixed now, cheers :) Thanks for the review!