
No matter how hard I try, I would always look back and go to my mirror. No
matter how hard I looked at my mirror, I would view a whole other world
on the other side. The other side had something new and had someone
standing in front of me that could've been me but wasn't. I then knew what I
really wanted, and that was to be apart of this other world. Me and the other
person in the mirror would switch sides very often without hesitation.
Before I realized it, the real me became trapped within the mirror one day.
The fake me would go have fun, laugh, and smile in my place. This other
person that wasn't me did show a new world that I saw inside the mirror at
first, but then things changed. This person took things too far, making
others uncomfortable, made people feel not wanted, and made many
mistakes and wounds to the heart. This person was making my world change
alright, but not in the way I expected. I ended up alone and my heart felt
like it was turning into a black hole. I would hide in my room, not knowing
where I belonged anymore. I had to look at the mirror one last time. As the
real me stood before me and cried along with the fake me, I said "It never
had to be like this."
We switched sides for the last time. My mistakes couldn't be fixed, people
will be coming for me and making fun of me like I am now the enemy, and I
will remain alone unless I start over. I started over like I planned and I
ended up making some friends. These friends were all I needed and they
enjoyed the real me better. I learned my lesson that the mirror I always
called for help will not be missed ever again. The darkness inside my heart
started to fade. The real me is what matters most to people. The real me is
what people love. The real me is what makes me, me.
About the Creator
Tay Tay
"My past is forming, but my future is just being written."
I am very passionate about making people smile from my writing.



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