My life hasn't been any easier than any of yours I suppose, but this time I am more worried about my families lives than my own. See why:
It wasn't morning yet, maybe four o'clock still, when I heard a soft whisper outside my window. I woke up, then fell asleep once more. The next time the voice came but it wasn't so soft and quite. It was more annoyed and ignorant. I got up with my blanket shivering when I saw an old man right in front of me. I fell back trying to hide my tears. He looked rotten and lost, but to me he seemed so frightening. He disappeared in a flash reappearing in my bedroom mirror.
I began to shake. "Who are you?" no answer. He just turned his head to the left like examining me. I asked him again and this time he rose his hand and waved it slowly. I started to yell at him when he became angry.
"I tried to warn you!" he shouted. "But this time no one will be here for you." the moment he disappeared a slow and silent crack began to move from the bottom of the mirror to the top. It seemed to cut me right in half when I felt a jolt of pain in my heart.
I tried to forget, but I can't right now. I hadn't slept in years and maybe two days ago, a small girl without a face showed up in the bathroom mirror when I was brushing my teeth. She seemed to be crying. I screamed and my mom ran in. The crack began to travel once more and my mother looked at ME like I was crazy... I didn't understand. She didn't see it, how could she not.
Please anyone, can you help me, I'm losing my mind as these ghosts, demons, spirits, whatever you call it, they are trying to tell me something. I'm not sure what, but the other side of me makes me feel like I might not like the answer.