I woke up that morning sweating and with a headache. I turned my head to look at my clock. 4:29. I sighed. I pulled the earphones from my ears, still softly playing 'The Middle' by Jimmy eat World. I dragged my legs my legs off of the comfy bed. My feet hit the ground with a thud.
I walked to the bathroom down the hall. I turned the sink on the coldest setting. I looked in the mirror to see my tired, drained eyes. I grabbed a rag and set it under the spewing ice water. I ringed the rag and scrubbed my face. I looked at the mirror to see... I don't even know. It was me, but not me. My reflection had a big smirk. She had the clothes I was wearing, but her face was different... She had rage-filled ruby eyes. At each ending of her mouth was deep cuts that lead to the center of her cheeks. I slowly slid my hands up to the deadly reflection. It didn't mine my movements, but it only smirked. I put my hand down. I touched my own cheeks to feel liquid. I looked at my fingertips. Red. I looked back at the mirror to see my normal reflection. My eyes flew back to my fingers. Only water droplets on my hand was found. I was scared shitless you could say...
I carefully walked back to my room making sure I didn't bump into anything. The face of 'my' reflection flooded my mind. What was that? Who was that? And most importantly, Why did she haunt my mind... I couldn't shake off the feeling of her piercing blood eyes glaring at me. Why did it seemed like I knew her? We'll, ya I knew her she was me, but she just seemed like... I don't even know...
I jumped into my bed and put the earphones back into my ears. 'The Ghost of you' was softly playing mid-way through song. I didn't fall back asleep. I just starred at my roof plastered with posters of all my favorite bands, to some drawings I did a while back.
Caleb came in, ready to hit me with a pillow. "Oh, you're awake...," he spoke with sadness. He really wanted to hit me with that pillow I guess...
Caleb, I don't feel really good. Can I stay home?" I said with my best 'don't feel good, just say yes already' voice. Caleb came beside me and put the back of his hand on my forehead. He rested it there for a minute before he took it off. "You are kinda burn'in up. Maybe you should stay here..." He said worried. I nodded and got comfy back in my bed. Caleb walked out the room.
After a few hours, I heard the front door slam with a faint 'bye Scar!'. I rested my eyes and fell asleep.
hi... I have writers block... This sucks...
.-. Idk what to say... For this chappie. Its short... Review?
