Chapter 1 Mirrors
Late in the winter of my forty-seventh year, I realized that I was falling into depression.
Presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.
Things werent always this way...
When i was younger i was sought by men and envied by women.
One evening I recall simply staring at my reflection in the mirror, what had happened with the young lady I used to find in it?
Wondering, where she was now…
That same night I had a strange dream where I was standing in my bathroom, the room was dark, but I was still able to figure out where I was.
I felt a cold chill and massive Goosebumps run down my arms and behind my neck. If that wasn’t bad enough, I could feel that someone was watching me.
I was unable to locate anyone else in the room with me, but I was sure that I was not alone.
“Hello, is anyone there?” I asked.
But no one replied.
I came to the conclusion that I was just imagining things until I noticed that the bathroom mirror had no reflection.
In that moment the silence broke and I could hear a women’s voice whisper my name, “Rose.”
“Who’s there?” I asked the mysterious voice with a nervous tone while searching in the room for its origin.
“Look at me,” The voice replied to me.
I turned around and looked at the Mirror that was empty just a moment ago, this time it seemed to reflect just like a regular mirror.
I did not notice it at first but, something was different.
The closer I got to the mirror, the clearer the image became to me.
The Mirror was reflecting a perfect image of me in my twenties.
My reflection was staring at me and it was smiling, that was the moment when I noticed that something was not right.
My reflection was smiling, but, I was not.
In that moment I could hear the Women’s voice again.
“Hello Rose, do you remember me?” the voice asked.
This time I recognized the voice, it was my own, or at least it used to be when I was younger.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I am you silly.” The voice replied.
“Wouldn’t you like to be young and beautiful again?”
“I can grant you your wish, the only thing you need to do is agree to my condition.”
“What condition?” I asked the voice.
“No matter what the circumstances you may find yourself under, you may never look at yourself in the mirror again.”
“Do you accept?”
“Yes.” I replied.
Next thing I knew, I woke up and I was laying in my bed thinking about that silly dream I had.
I came to the conclusion that I should stop watching movies before going to sleep.
I got out of bed and started to prepare my breakfast, I noticed that my hands were less shaky today so I went ahead and fried some bacon and eggs.
I was about to eat but then I noticed that someone was knocking on my apartment’s door.
“Who is it?” I asked, while walking towards the door.
“It’s me Lucy, your neighbor.” A women’s voice replied.
“It seems that the mailman mixed up our addresses again so I just came to bring you your mail.”
“Really? Again? He should know better by now.” I replied to Lucy while turning the doorknob.
I opened the door and said: “good morning.”
In return she just stared at me with a surprised look on her face, and then she asked:
“Are you Roses daughter?”
“What? why are you asking?” I replied to her confused.
“Because you look just like her and you did just open the door to her apartment.” She replied with a smile on her face.
“Well, here is her mail sorry I can’t stay longer but I am running late for work.”
“Say hi to her on my behalf, and if you don’t mind please tell her to stop by for some coffee whenever she has some time to spare.”
“What a strange women…” I thought to myself.
“Did she perhaps forget to take her medication?”
I finished my breakfast, took a shower and got ready to take my morning walk through the park.
On my way to the park the strangest things started happening.
People were leering and I felt like everyone was just watching me.
A young handsome man walked up to me and said: “Can you touch me? I want to tell my friends I was touched by an Angel.”
I ignored him, at the time I just thought that he was some yahoo joking around.
I continued my walk through the park and several young men gave me their phone numbers and threw their cheap pick up lines at me.
Normally I just walk for thirty minutes or so, but today I was full of energy and my eye sight seemed to have improved so I kept walking.
At this point the only thing I could think about was the strange dream I had…
“How is this possible?” I thought to myself.
Well, doesn’t matter…
I haven’t felt like this since the 90’s and I might as well enjoy it.
That same night I bought myself some new clothes and I went to some of the clubs that were popular in my area.
The week passed quickly and I forgot all about the deal and my boring old life.
One evening I was in a club and I tripped while dancing, I hit my head on a table and I lost consciousness for a moment.
Young women helped me into the bathroom, after all the alcohol I had taken and the hit I took to my head I was feeling dizzy and I did not realize where I was.
When I came back to myself I realized that I was sitting on the bathroom floor.
After a moment I managed to stand up, but when I turned around to leave the bathroom I looked into the one thing I was avoiding for the last couple of weeks.
A Mirror…
After realizing what I have done I closed my eyes right away but I already knew that I broke the only rule that was given to me.
It was almost 4am when I got home and all I wanted to do was sleep at this point.
I believe I fell asleep right away and in my dream I was in my bathroom again standing in front of the same mirror just like in my previous dream.
This time I did not hear a women’s voice, this time the voice I heard was deep and dark.
“You broke the rule I gave you and now it is your turn to remain here in my place.”
My reflection in the mirror smiled one last time and then it fading away…
Since that day I have never seen my reflection again.
I don’t know how much time has passed but I am still here, trapped in a dream with a mirror without a reflection.

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