“How, can you decide my fate?” she said, glaring into the mirror. The face she saw was not her own, the eyes red and scary could never have belonged to her. The devil that was the only solution she could reach, somehow she had become possessed by a being more evil than any she had ever known. “Why are you doing this!” she screamed, shaking her head at the grotesque reflection. 1
How had it come to this, she wondered pacing the hallway of her upper class apartment. When had she lost control? In truth she had lost more than just control of her life. She had endangered her entire family, bad choices and a horrible drug addiction had all contributed to her current discussion with the devil. 2
As high as a kite, she stared at the face in the mirror, certain that she had finally found her answer. It wasn’t her fault she had been possessed by an evil entity, what fault could she have for succumbing to the master of all bad things. This battle was impossible, no winner could possible be decided. She had already lost everything. 3
Staring into the mirror she made her choice, “You sad creature, face me, I dare you!” she screamed, slamming her fist into the mirror. Shards of glass scattered the floor, but the face was still there. Now instead of one face she was surrounded with hundreds of faces. The faces deformed and filled with rage seemed to mock her. “Who are you, why are you attacking me?” she screamed at the faces that now seemed to fill the room. 4
At last a response came through the blood that soaked the floor. “Mommy, it’s me. Please stop.”
Author notes
Option 10
A contest entry
- Realistic fiction by Forgotten Anomaly.
1050 points, ended December 23, 2008, 36 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
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I... I don't get it!
Everyone's praising this story but I just don't get it.. maybe I'm not imaginitive enoguh
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Holy shit... I had to read that twice before I caught on (I was half asleep first time through). My heart literally stopped when I read that last paragraph, both times. This was... incredible, dark, twisted... I'm speechless.
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Wow, great job! Nicely twisted, and very descriptive! I love the way that you used the drug addiction to give the clue to what was going on. (Well, at least to me) Good luck!
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I really loved this storyit really hit home for me. I had alot of friends that fell into the drug scene breaks my heart.
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WOW. dont think ive ever read anything that wonderful. the ending is the thing that scared me the most. and i know people with drug abuse and i can just picture the whole story happening now. it will haunt me in my dreams.....really keep it up
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HOLY CRAP..that was a fricken great ending and a over all great story to read...oh man I almost crapped my pants when I read that ending..geez keep up the good work
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OMG! Love it! Very well done. I couldn't even guess what it was about till I read to the end and it just hits you like right there in the gut. Shit! Awesome work.
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Powerful
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holy shit.. i mean.. wow! i really love this omg this is so fricken awesome..
great job
Joyus
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well written indeed and i really wasn't expecting that kind of ending. i know how it is to lose total control, so i really did enjoy this piece. good job.
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Holy shit-incredible!
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Thank you again for a wonderful comment, I fixed my comma error. Thanks again for all the help and support.
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Oh my gosh... That was an AMAZING ending! Great job building. I never even guessed what was coming next! Wow... That last paragraph was SO POWERFUL!!! The only thing is, there shouldn't be a comma after "soaked" and before "floor". The comma is unnecessary and breaks the sentence up. Your portrayal of abuse and drugs etc. was poignant and moving. Great job, as usual.
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