(Continues from Yugto or Through the Mirror)
She felt the gigil–that uncontrollable urge to squeeze or pinch someone. In this case, it was herself that she needed to pinch because this couldn’t be real. Through the mirror, she saw her body lying motionless on the tiled floor. No breath stirred the long dark hair obscuring her face. No twitch of any of the muscles in her back either.
No, her body was dead and she was stuck here pounding on the wrong side of the cold, unforgiving mirror. Screams tore at her throat. Hands pried her away from the mirror and turned her to face the nightmare that was her new reality…
to be continued…?
Thanks to Maria of Doodles and Scribbles and Rosema of A Reading Writer for Word High July #FilipinoWords #Prompt.
Scary. If you’ve time yes continue.
I shall 🙂 Thank you!
Melinda this was creepy. A well done dsrk write.
Thank you! more to come! Right after I read your comment, a new scene kicked free from my imagination 🙂
Beautifully linking the words….. 😉 Super. Hugs!
Thank you! This story is still developing 🙂
I’m sure it is… 😉 Hugs!
🙂 they always are!
geeeeeez! this is enchanting and creepy too! this reminds me of the dystopia book i am reading now: More than This by Patrick Ness.:)
Oh cool I’ll check it out! 🙂 Thank you
yay! 😀