by Mike Anuszkiewicz
It started with nerves. The mirror became a problem. I'd keep staring at it in the dark, knowing there was something I couldn't see.
Then that feeling followed me into the light. I would sense eyes staring at me, behind the mirror.
Now everything has a metallic skin. All is reflection, and I am terrified.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Line of Sight
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