In+The+Mirror

On a dark, stormy, Saturday night, Jeff was home alone watching TV. Jeff was startled when he heard the wind roar outside. The lights started to flicker on and off. He convinced himself that it was just the storm. The phone rang. Jeff was hesitant to answer. "Hello?" "Hey Jeff! Quite the storm out, eh?" Said his friend Bob. "It is, but I think It's starting to pass. Hello? Bob?" Nobody was on the other line. "Hmm. His power must have gone out." Jeff thought to himself.

Jeff walked into the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He looked at the mirror, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He saw a woman getting killed. This woman was wearing lots of jewelry and had long blonde hair. She was also looking in the mirror, when a man came up behind her and stabbed her. This man seemed familiar. Scared, Jeff went to sleep. He woke up the next morning hoping it was a dream. He decided to tell Bob what he had seen. "Hello?" Said Bob. "Hey Bob. I have to tell you what happened last night!" "What happened?" "Well, I was in the bathroom, and I looked in the mirror, and.. I saw this man, he murdered some woman. Maybe I should report to the police.." "Are you sure this actually happened? It sounds like a dream to me." "I'm serious! If only I had evidence. There was a murder! Or theres going to be!" "I don't understand.. You saw this in your mirror..?" "Yes!" "Well, I uh, have to go." "Okay.. Bye." Jeff started pacing around the room. He looked in the mirror again. Nothing. "Maybe it was just my imagination.." He thought to himself.

The next day Jeff was walking home from the store. He was starting to get a little paranoid. It was dark, but he was almost home. He approached the porch when he heard a scream. He ran inside and put down his groceries. Jeff ran inside and called the police. "Hello, Police! I just heard a scream on Apple Street! I believe it's a murder!" 5 minutes later police came to investigate. Jeff ran outside of the house where there was a possible murder. "Are you the one who called about this?" Asked a police man. "Yes." Replied Jeff. "What is your name, sir?" "I'm Jeff Duncan." "So you heard a scream from this house, you say?" "That is correct." The police knocked on the door but nobody answered. Surprisingly the door was unlocked. They searched the whole house and found nothing. Nobody was there, and no evidence of a murder."Well, Mr. Duncan, There is nobody here, and nothing suspicious. Are you sure it came from here? Are you sure you heard a scream?" "Yes, Officer. He must have ran away so he wouldn't be caught." "We'll come back later in the week and look further into this. Call us if you see/hear anything."

At 11 PM, Jeff walked into the bathroom and looked at the mirror. He saw nothing. He was staring at it for about 5 minutes. He knew this mirror was supernatural, and that he wasn't crazy. Or was he? He turned atround and heard something. It was in the mirror. He saw a dark room with candles. He saw a man and a woman having a drink. There was thunder, lighting, and pouring rain. He saw a man with a knife, still so oddly familiar. The man slowly pulled out the knife, and killed the woman. She shreaked. But soon was dead and covered in blood. The man couldn't help himself. He threw himself onto the floor and cried, he was ashamed of himself. The man turned around, Jeff could not beileve what he was seeing; this man, looked just like him. With rage Jeff smashed the mirror into pieces. Without him knowing it, he was a murderer. Jeff went downstairs and picked up a knife. He killed himself.