So I returned.
Now I sit here in the dark with her, waiting for you to look into any reflective surface. Incident in a Ghost Land
We are the ghost.
In it, I saw two versions of myself: one cowering, one grinning. The grinning one pressed her palm against the glass. "You remember," she said, "what Mother made us do to survive." So I returned
On the other side, the little girl I'd buried—the one who learned to laugh while bleeding—reached out and pulled me through. " she said
The worst part was the mirror at the end of the hall.