Through the Looking Glass part 1

I took some time off to gather my thoughts. A part of me still can't believe what just happened, but it did. At this point I honestly shouldn't be surprised.

On April 30th I went up to my room, changed into my pajamas, and saw something in my mirror. Laying on my vanity stool was a Venetian mask staring at me intently. I turned around, but there was no mask there. The hairs all over my body stood up. It was happening again.

I blinked, and then there were two masks. I held my eyes open for as long as I could, but I finally blinked a third time: three elaborate Venetian masks were now hovering in midair behind me from the mirror. I took a few fatal steps towards it, looking back each time to see that none of them were behind me. Without knowing how or why, I reached out and let the tips of my fingers ghost the surface.

In hindsight, a terrible idea.

Two hands reached from the mirror, grabbed onto my wrists and pulled me with the force of a god through it. I can't tell you the fear I felt, or the water-like sensation that comes with stepping through reflective glass.

But I can tell you that I was on the other side of a mirror, terrified out of my wits, and on a forested road surrounded by trees. The mirror was gone, and I was alone.

Let me take that back; I wasn't I never was. I was being watched the entire time.

I swallowed my tears and walked down the road.

Out

I'm out. oh my god I'm out. I can't belive it. i'll tell everything soon I'm just so grateful and drained. Today's my birthday. they let me go on my birthday. thanks I gess.

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ǝʌᴉlɐ ǝq llᴉʍ I ɯǝɥʇ ʇɥƃᴉɟ llᴉʍ I llɐ ɯǝɥʇ ʇɥƃᴉɟ llᴉʍ I pǝɹɐɔs ɯ,I ʇnq ʇno ʎɐʍ ɐ ɹoɟ ƃuᴉʞool ɯ,I uɐɔ I ɟᴉ ǝɹǝɥ ɟo ʇno ʇǝƃ oʇ ʇɥƃᴉɟ ll,ᴉ ǝɯ ǝʌᴉƃɹoɟ ǝuᴉɹǝɥʇɐƆ sʇᴉʍ ʎɯ ɟo ʇno pǝɹɐɔs ɯ,I puɐ ǝɯᴉʇ ǝloɥʍ ǝɥʇ ǝɯ ƃuᴉʍolloɟ ǝɹ,ʎǝɥʇ ǝɔɐld sᴉɥʇ uᴉ pǝddɐɹʇ ɯ,I ʇno ʇǝƃ ʇ,uɐɔ I sɹoɹɹᴉɯ ǝɥʇ uᴉ pǝddɐɹʇ ɯ,I

Happy Birthday, Florence!

25 years and counting, girl! I'm so proud of your and all your accomplishments! You're moving on up in the world and we're happy to see them all.

Nothing bad happened, thankfully. I smiled through my fear and refused to let it take over my life.

But I did see it in the corner of my eye...watching, waiting.

Bring the Fire

I've been gone for a while, I know. I've been wondering if I should even keep blogging about this...thing and what it's doing to me and everyone around me. The doctor won't listen to me, the police won't listen to me, I feel like I'm going insane.

Maybe that's what it wants.

But I won't let it win. Florence's birthday is soon, and I'm not going to be a coward.

Snow in Spring

It's snowing today. Not that uncommon, but still very irritating. I was hoping that winter would get the hint and come back in a few months time.

But I got this got anxiety in me, like a black hole being born that would take my organs. I took a warm bath, drank some tea, but nothing helped.

I don't think it's finished with me.

Happy Birthday Naomi!

You're the first of us to turn the big 2-5! We love you so much!

I'm very happy to say that after the Christmas fiasco things have been quiet as of late. I'll admit, I was hesitant to go out for Valentine's Day, but everything turned out to be as normal as possible.

Here's to the rest of 2015 being as non freaky as possible.