Mirror Of A True Life - Chapter 7 & 8

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‘~~~~~*Chapter`7*~~~~~’2

The talks came through now. Rhea sat looking at the mirror with a gaze in her eyes. Her reflection let off the same posture and same exact features she gave to it. The mirror only acted as a veil to protect what was incased within. It was like a protection barrier holding everything away- or was it actually holding something in? Rhea sat and thought about all the times when the mirror and her would spend countless hours each night quarreling on the most random things of life. Remembering the specific one they had about her boyfriend, she became so overwhelmed. The fire in Rhea’s eyes set off a sense that seemed to travel through the air and reach her reflection on the other side of the mirror. Taking this as another opportunity to bring her boyfriend up, it started to talk once again. 3

“He means nothing to us, he really doesn’t care! He’s just trying to play you like a cheep doll. Don’t you see Rhea, no one cares about you.” Her voice sounded so secure, so intimidating, so confident. Rhea’s eyes became more glazed but now with a fire like tone, as she sat there just taking it all in. Not even one peep came from her full lips, and not even one drop of a tear came from her almond-shaped eyes. She gripped her teeth, taking in every word, but only to let it pass through the other. She’d pick up on some of the nasty remarks, such as, “…worthless…no one cares…disgrace…unrespectful…broken…shattered dreams…” Anything else, she just simply let it go through one ear and out the other. She cared no more of what her own self says. She would only listen, and not comprehend what was being said.4

The words kept flowing through so easily as if there was no mirror between her to selves at all. Her reflection let off all it had to say that night, and she let it too. She just sat there, and took it all in, didn’t complain one bit. After what seemed to be days later, the talking finally stopped. The words came no more. A deadly silence fell on them both. Her reflection and nothing else to say, it all had been said and done. Rhea stared at the mirror intensely thinking that it was only taking a little breather, but she only found herself staring at a figure exactly as she looked. The rest of the night was wasted away with a bottle of ‘Tylenol PM’ in the hands of both Rhea and her reflection and a few hours of sleep. 5

‘~~~~~*Chapter`8*~~~~~’6

The clock had only struck 11pm when she awoke from a thirty-minute nap. She had realized that the reflection of her own body had only done the same as she did- slept. It didn’t budge, it didn’t speak. Rhea slowly sat up, rubbing her head as if she had just taken a beating to the head. As she swung her legs to reposition them, they hit the bottle of ‘Tylenol PM’ that she had taken the two tablets from earlier that night. She rubbed her eyes hoping to gain better vision of her reflection in the masked mirror. She stared intensely once again waiting for her to speak again. It didn’t happen, so she got up and just reminisced on what she had remembered from the continuous talking it had done before. 7

The time was now 11:45pm and all the emotions of anger had all come back to her mind. She was furious! She walked back over to where the mirror hung- on the wall beside the door that led to a closet. She swung so hard, she nearly broke her own knuckles. The punch was so satisfying to both sides of her. They were both relived. The mirror fell to the ground shattering into pieces as her life did a while before. Unlike before, her punch left the mirror shattered, broken, worthless. Her life was freed. She was now free to be happy. Her reflection that once lived in the now shattered mirror walked away unnoticed. It had no more feeling, no more use in Rhea’s life. It had already told and spoke of what needed to be said, and it was now in Rhea’s mind. There was no need now for the reflection of shattered dreams, worthless tears, and broken hearts. All will now be happy. Only question now is, how will she get there, if she ever does?8

‘~~~~~*Foot note`*~~~~~’9

This story is not yet over, my friends. I bet you are all just hanging off the edge of your seat to know what’s going to happen next. I’m not quite sure if I’ll be making a next part to this story (most likely I will so don’t worry) so for now, I guess you’ll just have to make up your own sequel! I hope you all enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you all!10