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A Portal Through The Mirror
A short story about Becky's past
By: KG
Becky sighed, rising herself from her bed, looking around she rubbed her eyes, gasping before shaking her head and sighing.
"That's funny, I thought I was-Ah the Hell with it now." she sighed, getting from her bed, she wore a nightgown, blue satin as she put on her slippers, walking out and down the stairs. She gasped at a smell "Balto! You'll bur-" she gasped, seeing him actually not burning a thing, wearing a pair of his pants that he always wore to bed, he grinned
"You're up." Becky nodded "Yea...and you're cooking! And not burning anything!" both laughed, Becky coming up, checking on everything, it looked wonderful and so good. She wiped her mouth on her arm.
Today's gonna be good...Oooooh, I can tell...
As Becky said, the rest of her day turned out quite well for the fact magical things usually happened. No magic at all. She grinned, getting through her door, laughing in completely hapiness "I tell you," she said to no one, seeing no one was there "No magic is wonderful! No stupid cover up stories, no pendant rising up off my neck...I love today!!" she grinned, taking off her parka, cart-wheeling and running all over the house...maybe insane or just energetic, no one knew, not even Becky.
She breathed heavily, laying on her bed until 5:00. Then she got up, going down to the kitchen to start up dinner. She sighed, cutting a few vegetables, the knife a bit close to her hand, she was a bit wiped out and went a bit dizzy, the knife coming up and slashing her in the arm. Becky screamed with the pain, dropping the blood-stained knife. She ran up the stairs, getting the wound under the water. It stung but she held it until she was satisfied it was clean.
She grabbed the bandages, wrapping it up in the white bandaged that became a bit pink. Becky sighed, going to her room and looking her arms over in the mirror.
What...?
She gasped, putting her hand on the mirror, the reflection of someone doing the same
"Reidou...?" she asked, shaking her head before bringing it back up, her Mother's reflection still in front of her, looking scared just as she.
Wh-what's going on?! Is Reidou trying to contact me?? Or am I....Am I going insane?
Note: Reidou means 'Mother' in Japanese, since Becky's Japanese I had to to make it more sentimental.
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