MIRROR, MIRROR
I am surrounded by utter darkness. I can't even see my own hand in front of my face.
I tried to look around me, but all I saw was black.
What was going on?
A bright spotlight then came on out of nowhere and revealed an ancient looking mirror.
The shape of the mirror was circular. The design of the mirror consisted of exotic looking flowers, each painted a different color. The glass on the mirror seemed to be glowing.
I timidly walked to the mirror.
I stared at my reflection when I finally reached the mirror, working my way up.
I am wearing an ankle length skirt red in color; no shoes were on my feet. I am wearing also a red tank top and white silk gloves that almost reached up to my shoulders. I have on a sparkling pearl necklace hanging around my delicate neck loosely.
When I finally looked up at my face, I screamed.
My ears and short wavy brown hair were as it should be on my head, but, as for my strange colored eyes, my small nose, my thick lips and thin eyebrows…they were gone.
The reflection I am looking at has no face.
My reflection has no face.
I have no face.
