Hero photograph
 
Photo by Year 7/8 Hail

The Truth Behind The Mirror

Year 7/8 Hail —

It was a dark and spooky night, I’d just came back from a friends house. As I open the door it creaks and echoes through the whole house, It was pitch black as I yell anybody home, the light switches poorly; It’s as silent as nothing in a blink of an eye SLAM! The door closes, I try to open the door but it was either jammed or locked. I place my bag on the bench beside my door, I quietly creep up my wooden stairs I start to hear whispers, I move closer and closer and closer I hear the voices coming from my bathroom, I quickly open the door I see nothing, I close the door and tip-toe back to my bedroom I close my eyes then the next minute I hear the word hee I decided to go wee, as I walked back into the bathroom as the door creeks open then I whisper ¨hello, is anyone there?¨, then I start to hear whispers and it's coming from the mirror, I go to look at it the figure comes out and the mirror smashes.


by Lachlan