Daily Darkness: Reflect

Hi everyone,

I’ve always had this weird obsession with mirrors. Hope it doesn’t do me in one day…

Until then, here’s a story. Be sure to like and share!




Since Penny’s death, Jacinta has broken every mirror she’s seen. She has to. Every so often, Penny’s there, looking back. A smile. A wink. A nod to say, I see you seeing me.

They called it a game. There’s no winning when you mess with stuff like this.

Penny wound up with her neck broken at the bottom of her stairs. The paper wrote it off, saying she fell, drunk.

Jacinta’s dad did the autopsy. The girl broke her own neck, then fell.

Whenever it’s around, the reflection moves, commanding her from within the glass, playing with her.

For now.


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