PREFACE
I turned around to face my image in the full length mirror. The girl I saw looking back at me couldn't possibly be me. For starters her hair was all wrong! My once gorgeous long brown locks were pilled on top of my head giving the illusion I was 5 inches taller. Five inches of pilled on hair! Diamond and pearl adorned pieces were stuck in all different directions. After a moment or so of staring at my do I moved my gaze downwards, to the intricate dress I was wearing. It reminded me of something out of my favorite book Pride and Prejudice, a piece of art indeed. Ruffles, beads, lace and fabric adorned my petite body, making me feel like I could hardly breathe. I tried to turn around from the waist up, but quickly realized there was something hard pressing against my abdomen keeping me from doing so. What the hell? The expression on the girls face in the mirror caught my attention; her cheeks were blushed unnaturally, in an exaggerated manner. Her skin was a ghostly pale white; making her red lips the more noticeable. Her eyes were my own, deep chocolate brown pools staring back at me. It was me! But it wasn't myself… I then took notice of my surroundings. First the mirror, it was clearly an antique. The edges were faded and there were some dead spots where it could no longer reflect images. The wooden trim was carved in flowing river-like designs and painted gold. Turning my whole body I took in the room I was standing in. It was a place I had never seen before, yet it was strangely familiar. I no longer felt uneasy as I had when I first looked in the mirror, on the contrary I felt … at home. Long red velvet curtains covered the 3 windows from ceiling to floor. The walls were painted a subtle white almost pear-like color that matched the one large tapestry that lay in front of the one French style door. I glanced over to the bed and was marveled at once. This was the biggest bed I had ever seen. The wood was cherry red in color, and the four posts almost reached the very high ceiling. Fabric clung to the posts, they reminded me of mosquito net, but this was much finer definitely not mosquito net. The light outside the windows started to fade, letting me know twilight was quickly approaching. The fear that realization triggered inside me was unexplainable. Since when was I afraid of the dark? My heart was pounding at my chest harder and harder each beat, my palms started sweating and I could feel a panic attack at bay. What the hell?! I could feel a presence getting closer and closer and that only made me fear escalate more, I had the sensation I was in danger but I couldn't run. Something told me it was useless and that I couldn't get away... My lungs contracted and detracted as I desperately tried to gasp for air…I closed my eyes shut tightly and prepared for the worst, but the worst never came. I opened one eye and was blinded by the piercing white light making me pull it shut. I decided to try opening them once more, this time shielding whatever that light was with the palm of my hand. As I did so I realized that light was the morning sun shining through my bedroom window, and that I was laying in bed…