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THE GIRL WHO ISN’T ME
By Melissa L. Webb
The girl I see staring back at me is not me. It should be, but it’s not. I don’t know why she’s there, lurking beyond that glass, filling me with dread with those eyes.
I thought it was my imagination. That I was only assuming I see someone else, but I do. She is really there. Who is she? Why does she stand and stare every time I’m near?
At first, she was only in the bathroom mirror, a faint grin covering her lips as she watched me. But soon she started turning up in the other mirrors around my home. I couldn’t stand it, walking into a room and coming face to face with the girl who is not me.
I couldn’t cope. Something had to be done. I got rid of all the mirrors; threw them out like the garbage they had become. I thought I was safe then. I was terribly mistaken.
I started seeing her in every reflective surface in my house. I can’t possibly get rid of everything, and she knows it. All I can do is sit in the dark and pray no light shines through the windows to anything around me. I know if I see her one more time, she’ll step into our world, following through with the dark plan she has. I have to find a way to stop this. To free myself and the world from the darkness lurking near.
Maybe I should gouge out my eyes.
© 2011 Melissa L. Webb
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Yeah, this is creepy. Actually it reminds me of one of the characters from Heroes.
Deep! In one sense I can understand where she’s coming from, maybe guilt or something from her past is hindering her seeing the real ‘her’. On the other hand she could be suffering from some sort of mental disorder maybe – I like this piece a lot – makes you think
Eeek, there’s a thought; gouge out my eyes indeed. That last line, left to itself, is quite powerful.
Thanks.
Well done Melissa!
Make me wonder if there are more girls who aren’t themselves out there. Maybe there’s an army… waiting to pounce!
Horrible and creepy, which is why I like it so much.
That was creepy in a sweet way. I’m not one to usual read this sort of thing but I really liked this one.
A subtle, yet powerful tale has been spun- well crafted creepiness going on right here 🙂 I like it!
Years of bad luck with all those crashed mirrors! Indeed, creepy: is she insane or haunted? Love the last line…
gouging out the eyes won’t stop such an apparition of self-loathing. Man talk about low self-esteem! I love the endless refractive possibilities of mirrors and all reflective surfaces provide writers
Yes, very creepy and I thought Heroes too. But think you’ve done something clever here – she could really be seeing something or it could be some kind of psychosis – with the threat of a real breakdown. Love the fact you leave us guessing.
Wow, great last line. It wrapped up well the sense of dread you conveyed in the story. The poor girl definitely needs help.
Great use of the mirror and reflective surfaces to distort and refract a person’s sense of self worth. A truly horrifying story. I’m dropping in late, catching up from the Friday Flash report.
Adam B @revhappiness
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