This is my first story. I had to write it for school and I thought that it would be a good start. I learned my English by watching tv, so it won't be that good. The story is based on 2 scenes from the movie, but I didn't saw the hole movie and I didn't do any research on the charactures, so it will most likely not fit the movie.
Colin's POV
"Hey, Colin, pass me the ball!": Jason calls. I suddenly wake up, realising I'm in the middle of a football game. It has been a lot of fun, don't get me wrong, but I'm just tired. It's already 10 PM so we are playing for 4 hours on end. I realise it's time to go. I say goodbye to the guys, take my bike and cycle home. As I'm putting my bike in the garage, I feel dizzy, but just for an instant. After about 30 seconds it's gone. Il will be from all the sport today. As I'm walking towards the hall, something shiny catches my gaze. I walk to the mirror, but I don't see anything remarkable. I guess I must have imagined it.
It happens yet another time. When I look into the mirror I see a sort of white slime on my shoulders, but I can't see it when I look directly. When I look back in the mirror, It's gone.
It seems to me I'm forgetting all sorts of things lately. Things about myself, about who I am. Not really big things, but that I hate to eat jam for instance.
Samara's POV
He's definitely getting confused. When I first saw him, I thought he was a stronger person than the previous one. Oh, he seemed so great, that first day, when I saw him playing football with a bunch of other guys. I knew instantly he was perfect for the job. It had been to long since I had stuck. I thought Noah would be the last one. Oh boy, what was he scared. He became obsessed with photography, just to try to safe himself by knowing where I was. But that didn't help him at all. Now Colin seemed to be different. He was young, lively and full of joy. He will surely add many days to my life. It was such a thrill to follow him home. When I first got into his brain, I was afraid he would notice it, but just like all the other times, I was safe. I've collected a couple nice memories of him. At this point, I'm filling in the blanks with wrong memories, so he won't notice.
There's something strange going on. He seems to be afraid of his mirror image. But I don't think I have to worry about that. I probably just took away a memory of him looking in the mirror, and now he doesn't remember himself that well. The moment is coming closer, I can feel it. I'm getting stronger and I have almost all control over his body. That's way he doesn't play football anymore. I don't like to waste my time on sport. I just have to take a bit more control over his thoughts. If I do that, the next step will be very easy.
Colin's POV
I see myself now almost always full off slime. I don't know what it is, and I don't want to know. Some things are just too crazy, even for me. It seems to me like no one notices any difference, though I don't feel myself at all. I'm really exhausted from all that thinking. I gave up looking in the mirror a month ago, but that doesn't keep me from seeing it and feeling really bad. I truly hope I can sleep well for ones. I want to be myself for a moment, even if it's just while I'm sleeping.
My alarm goes and I slowly wake up. To say I didn't dream very nice would be an understatement. Though the only thing I can remember is white slime, and a person with long black hair black hair before her face. It was the most creepy creature I had ever seen.
That I open my eyes, I see her standing in front of me, like 5 inches away. She's even creepier than in my dream. Then she says: "Hello, it's time!".