Lol. Never posted for one week. Really, there is no time, so expect it to get much, much dead =). Haha. Mdm Eng told me and some others to write a compo for the GM publication. I, will write 3 =). I'm attempting my first one on the blog, "Mirror". Hopefully you will enjoy it =).

Mirror

The mirror is a simple household necessity, a symbol of vanity. It shows you your very image at that moment, exposing yourself to harsh criticism or exaggerating praise by yourself or others. In my opinion, that uncanny imagery so similar to yourself is creepiness to a very scary extent, especially when that image is no longer depicted in that mirror.

I was strolling home and everything is as it should be, so to put it bluntly it was but a normal day. I had to struggle my way to cross a busy street, it being a public holiday. There was this building that I would past by on my route home with a shop on the ground level with one way windows. This meant that the people inside could peer outside, but all the people outside could see were mirrors where the walls should be. I would always take a short glance at this unique shop, just to see whether I was neatly attired and nothing is out of place.

To my surprise, when I took that short glance, what I noticed was not my casual clothing of a fiery red collar tee with a witty one liner paired up with a matching light-blue faded jeans, but rather of me in the mirror extending his hand out and greeting a total stranger! I totally turned my whole body in the direction of the mirror, completely taken aback by what I had just witnessed. A chill ran down my back as I see this perfect image of myself proceeding to hug this total stranger like he was an old friend. I started to walk towards that shop, inching closer and closer to this strange happening. I could not believe my hazel eyes as this doppelganger started to chat with this stranger, gesturing with his hands here and there.

My freaked out appearance with mouth gaping so wide bats would fly out from it like a cave, was a total contradiction to myself in the mirror, having a pleasant chat with the stranger in the mirror, friendly grin on "my" face. What leaved me even more perplexed next was that absolutely no one seemed to notice, looking at the background in the mirror. People just carried on fast walking, the determination on their face to get to their destination on time. Some continued on with their clamor, adding on to this whimsically strange encounter. By this time, both the figures in the mirror had begun to notice me. Within the blink of an eye, the reflection in the mirror was as it should be. I detected another resemblance in the mirror, that stranger with the exact same reaction as I. We jerked our heads to face each other, suddenly developing the ability to read the other's mind, "You saw that too?" We then got straight up, and continued with our merry way without so much as a glance at each other, completely denying that incident of having ever happened.

When I got home, I was still shook by that unnatural occurrence. I rushed straight to my full length mirror. I stared straight into my eyes in the mirror. Imagine my horror and utter shock when I saw him mouth the words "hello", with my voice coming out of it! I fell down backwards in my bewilderment, completely aghast.

"Oh, don't get up, not for me." the double in the mirror exclaimed, bending down with 'his' hands on 'his' knees. I froze in that spot, trying to take in his words and at the same time rejecting it, for it is not logical for your image in the mirror to not mimic your movements, much less taking up a life of its own!

"Obviously, you're surprised. Look, I'm sorry if what happened this afternoon scared the life out of you!" he stated, with that toothy smile on the face and tone of voice all too familiar to me.

"Who... What... are you?" I managed to sputter out, as I trembled in confusion.

"Well, I am you it being an alternate dimension, one that is the equal and exact opposite of yours. It is like all those stories you read in comic books you know?" He explained. My mouth was getting a cramp from gaping wide open all day, but how could I not? My reflection is explaining the existence of an alternate reality to me! That is not easy to take in, as one would expect.

"No, that cannot be true! That would mean you are the total opposite of me! That would mean that you are the evil me!" I nervously stated.

"Well, for one thing, it is true. There are even more dimensions from yours, each with its own you. And guess what? You are absolutely right! I cherish the moments I get to concoct nefarious schemes, all for the sake of hurting others! Oh, the look on their faces as they wince in physical agony, or how they break down as I inflict blow after blow to their emotional state, I honestly do not know which to pick!" he rejoiced, with those menacing eyes staring straight at me, coaxing me to let my bladder explode in fear, which was something I really wanted to do at that moment. "Oh, but don't worry. I’m gone." he retorted in response to that look of terror on my face. He had done his job it would seem, as within the blink of an eye, what should appear on the mirror but of my fearful self on the floor, staring straight into the mirror. The thing that would stick to my memory forever was that aura of pure evil that seemed to emanate around him and those eyes that seemed one of pure hatred and wickedness.

Were there really other dimensions out there? If so, there are really carbon copies of me in each of them? Is there a way for them to hop from dimension to dimension? Are there able to get into this one? These were some questions frantically running in my head, as I lay there on the floor frozen in that same intimidated position from whence the evil clone started talking, staring into myself in the mirror.