There’s something about mirrors, isn’t there? They don’t just show your reflection. They echo back the fragments of your thoughts, perhaps even the eerie memories you’re trying to bury. Ever caught yourself staring a moment too long? The glass doesn’t blink.
You might think you’re alone, but trust me, the mirror has seen things. Like the time you dropped your ice cream on the pavement, only to hear laughter from the past, or the whispers that surge when you’re brushing your hair.
Dare to Echo?What’s that chilling breeze? You would swear it’s just a draft, but then again, you hear the laughter again. It's mocking you, isn’t it? The moment you turn your back, it might yawn, stretching into the void behind you.
Why Is It Staring?Can memories acquire substance? Are they like shadows that flicker in the periphery, always just outside your gaze? Look closer, and you might glimpse the uncertainty in your own eyes, reflected back at you. A mirror can be a companion or a foe.