In The Mirror
“Stop, please.” My voice shakes as I whisper to him.
“What?” She asks. “I think you should really get some rest, do you want me to walk you home?”
“N-no. I’m alright. I’ll see you tomorrow, alright?” I stammer.
“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow.” She kisses my cold cheek and hugs me before I walk off.
As I walk off I feel my heart pounding in my chest. I can’t see him anymore, but I know he’s there.
I make it inside my house. I am home alone. I lock the door to my bedroom as I rush in. I strip down to my shorts to got to bed but I can’t sleep. I walk up to the mirror that hangs on my wall.
I can see the spaces under and around my eyes have darkened over these past very nights of seeing him.
I get another chill down my spine. I can see him looking at me. He is in the mirror, as if I were looking into a window and he is on the other side. His luminescent eyes pierce me as he grins like a maniac at me.
“NO!” I yell, and smash the mirror with my fist.
“I won’t go away, Liam. You’re stuck with me.”