The mirror with a mask

Every morning John Edward wakes up he kills himself three times in the mirror. What Mr. Edward does not understand is why there is still an image left of himself after all these years?

Every day he wakes up, looks himself in the mirror, stares deep into the eyes of this stranger, takes his gun out and shoots himself in the mirror. Some days he would do this joyfully with a sneer on his face and kills his image, other days he would just shoot himself mercilessly as he repentantly despises this image of himself, counting all the days that led to this revolting moment.

Every day he would repeat this morning ritual, but he could see his thoughts having a deeper effect. He saw cracks appearing on his mirror as if it couldn't bear such suicidal thoughts anymore, another day he could see his image vanish for a moment or two, but he thought all of these could be delusions of his exhausted mind.

It was a dark and cold day of September; Mr. Edward woke up, took his gun out, walked to the mirror, looked at himself with mournful eyes in the mirror; but as he tried to reach for his gun he found himself in a dreadful situation, there was a stranger with a gun pointed at him! This was no ordinary stranger, he resembled himself, he was the same size and height of Mr. Edward but he was more like a silhouette, a silhouette made of all the hatred and fears that he put on the mirror for years. It was his own image, standing in front of him with his own gun pointed at him. What used to be a mirror image was now alive and this creature who used to be a reflection of himself had unveiled its mask and came to reality with its fearful face. He took a step forward; Mr. Edward could feel the bleak breath of this ghastly creature on his face. He was paralyzed by his own very thoughts, he remembered his childhood and all the moments he played in front of the mirror, he could not believe that there was a monster hiding behind his image for all these years. He came face to face with Mr. Edward and repeated these words "Smile", Mr. Edward stood still he could not understand the demand of this monster. "Smile" shouted the monster , Mr. Edward smiled with all the fear in his heart, his image was satisfied and vanished; And so Mr. Edward smiled whenever he saw his image, he smiled every morning, he smiled when he met someone, he could see his image following him everywhere, even in other people's eyes. Mr. Edward’s image paid him more visits, every time with something new, he gave him a tie to wear every day, a suit to match his smile and a hat to hide all his fears. For years he obeyed every wish of his image. He was no more afraid of his image and started to see the beauty hiding behind his master. Mr. Edward had become the perfect man. 

Reviews

[theking]

I absoloutly loved it. The beggining of the story resembles a bit of OCD, and then it moves on to depression. A great combination of the two to present the image of an insane man, bent on self destruction.

Then, the symbolic prowess apparent in this poem was just fantastic. I thought that your piece represented the consequences of long term decisions for temporary problems quite well, and that your ability to convey these things through figurative language was just great. I loved it, and despite the depressing attitude of the story it was a great way to start off the day. Fantastic job!

Keep up the good work, and if you found my review helpful then please rate it :)

[Vivi]

I'm glad you enjoyed it, Thanks for all the review and feedback. Maybe some time if I find some free time I will rewrite it and turn it into a 30-40 pages story :)

[Vria P Crow]

Dear Vivi,

I would like to begin by telling you that you are a kind, beautiful person.

INTRODUCTION





DISSECTING QUOTES

"Every morning John Edward wakes up he kills himself three times in the mirror."

The beginning line enthralled my attention because I feel that symbolically.

"Smile" shouted the monster , Mr. Edward smiled with all the fear in his heart, his image was satisfied and vanished."

Right on, Vivi!

"Smile" is a beautiful sight. It fights all the negativity! Looking in the mirror is so hard because mirror's do not lie...

People do! ;)

Thank you for reminding me!


INSPIRATION SUGGESTIONS

1. Sublime "lovin' its what i got"
2. AC/DC "hell's bells"
3. Queen "bohemian rhapsody"

Basically, anything not modern:P However, this is an option. There are excellent modern music out there.

CONCLUSION

Primarily, I thought that your work was genuine, creative, beautiful, and innocent.

Keep up the good work!

love,
ria

[Vivi]

Smile is beautiful sight but he had fake smile imposed on him by his image, and he became a slave.

[Vria P Crow]

Yes:D i can understand that. I admire strength. I agree that he became a slave. He became a slave to society. Keep in mind, I am discussing through interpretation. ;)

Riddle me this, "Would you rather be the bird in the cage or the bird in the forest?" A mentor of mine asked me this in class. I thought it was rather thought provoking. What do you think?

Oh and keep in mind, I love your writing very much so I am very interested in what you have to say.

[Vivi]

Your question reminded me of this : “You are in prison. If you wish to get out of prison, the first thing you must do is realize that you are in prison. If you think you are free, you can’t escape.” - Gurdieff
If the bird has grown all his life in a cage, how can he know what the forest looks like? (Does the bird even know it's in a cage?) Can you describe this forest in words to me?
So I guess first I need to set myself free and see the forest :)

[Vria P Crow]

Oh wow:D You really have made me think on this one! I will get back to you:P

I like little brain teasers.

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

clever, dark and beautiful I like it .. I usually don't read stories but I'm glad I read this one

[Vivi]

Thanks..

[quinfinn]

very clever, well thought out and a lesson weaved into the story. i can find no fault in your presentation, in fact, you did a wonderful job with this...an engaging, provocative and entertaining write. now, if you'll pardon me, i have to go load my gun and shoot my reflection.....

[Vivi]

Thanks dear

[QuietlyCrash]

This was dark and strange and sort of beautiful. I loved it. Really great story,look forward to reading more :)

[Vivi]

Thanks dear for your lovely comment :)