through the refelection

      The man walked in the room and stared at the blank wall in front of him, so much potential so little time he thought. He turned his back to it and began peparing what he wanted to do.

 

 

     That night the gril who owned the aparment walked in, it was three in the morning and she had been out to a birthday party and then to a club with some people she had just met from the birthday party. Drunk, She stumbeled her way through the dark apartment and into her bedroom where she flipped on a light. She noticed her room was cold as she dressed in a pair of sweats and an old T-shirt for bed. Not being able to fall asleep the gril got out her Kindle and read some adventure book she had just bought eventually drifting off to sleep.

       The gril woke up at about ten in the morning, with a bad hangover. Her Kindle fell off her body and bounced in its case onto the hard wood floor. She opened her blinds to find that it was still dark out. Confused she glanced at her clock iit read ten O clock she glanced out the window again, it seemed to have only grown darker. Stupid clock, her alarm clock had never worked right she picked her phone it said that it was 2:00 pm goose bumps rose on her arm, then a screm came form the hall in her apartment thats Mrs. Miller she thought. She ran to the hall, her next-door neghibors door was wide open exposing the horrific scene, Mrs. Miller laid dead with her hallways mirror shatterd over her head.

        The gril let out a scream and ran back into her apartment, locking the door she quickly ran to the phone and dialed 911 the phone remained in her her hands ringing as Mrs Millers mirror appeared in her living room, Mrs millers face stood in the mirror staring into her eyes. The gril dropped the phone and slowly started to walk tward Mrs Miller's refelction in the mirror.

      As the gril was walking she remembered a story Mrs. Miller had told her about the mirror that hung in her hall way. If only I could remember what it was. She was just inches from the mirror the face of Mrs. Miller appeared to become the girls refelction. What was that story  the gril thought. She so despratly wanted to turn away from the mirror and the refelection of Mrs. Miller but she kept moving tward like a moth to light. Mrs. Millers refelcted  lips moved as if to trieing to tell her something but no words could be heard. Then the ground shook like an earth quake but wose, the apartment building came crashing to the ground, ten stories up the floor ripped away from the girls feet and she began to fall, the mirror fell directly in front of her so that she could crealy make out Mrs. Millers refelection as she was falling. The refeletion was still moving its lips as the gril looked at the relelection and as she looked at it, it fealt as if time had slowed down she was no loger falling at a rate that alarmed her it was more like moving down on an elavator. She could now clearly make out what Mrs. Millers refeletion was trieing to tell her, touch the mirrior, and you will live to see the day in a light like no other. The girl reachd out and touched the mirror, in an instant it looked as if it melted and the mirrior wrapped around the girls body like a cacooon, then the building came crashing down but that didn't matter the rest of the world was in complete darkness and every where in the groud shook, the world population declined to zero no humans were left on Earth exept those who had choose to step through the refelection of a mirror.

 

 

     

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

ignore grammar errors and please be honest! Thank you!

Reviews

[Sunflower 20]

I think this story just goes to show that you don't always need dialogue to tell a story. the plot was interesting and captivating, especially by the first two lines.

although, it seems to me that you start off really well, but by the end you start to loose momentum. But i think if you keep practising, this can get better.

[JanieB]

Good plot. I would have liked you elongate the story more..