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My day fades away from me.

A grey haze as I walk the streets of the city.

Birds fly above me as rats crawl below.

I always heard that curiosity killed the cat.

I tried to avoid strangers and danger, keeping my hat low.

I'd never imagine that I would be the mouse in the trap.

Finally home, I'm alone, I look to my right.

When I look in the mirror, what do I see?

I see my reflection staring back at me.

However, my eyes are as black as coal.

I'm pale and frail as could be.

I'm horrified at what I see.

For it is not me that I see on the other side.

There is a stranger in my sight, giving me a fright.

I lean in and he smirks and winks.

The lights flicker and I hear him snicker.

He then reaches his hand out and grabs me.

I open my eyes and now I'm on the other side of the mirror.

I touch my skin, it's as cold as snow.

I press my hand up against the glass.

I'm now the man in the mirror.

He is now on the other side.

He waves goodbye.

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Kayla Flowers was born in Saint John, New Brunswick. She graduated with a degree in marketing. She loves adventures, hiking, and chasing waterfalls. Spending her downtime dreaming up stories and spending time with her loving family, boyfriend, and friends. She is a proud member of the WriteNowSJ writing group. Kayla is also a published author of the poem Ghosts of Partridge Island found on Academy Of The Heart And Mind.