“Stay away from the mirror!” I was told again and again when I was a little girl. Something about that mirror just attracted me like a magnet. I don’t know why.
I spent most of my childhood and teenage years trying to get even the smallest glimpses into the mirror. The curiosity gnawed at me. What’s so special about this mirror?
Now, 33-years-old, my interest once again piqued as I come to clean out my family home. Step by step, I head toward it, like I’m being pulled by invisible arms. Before I know, I’m being hurled into the mirror.
(100 words)
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.
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That’s a long time to hold temptation in. Curiosity killed the cat.
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I agree. The narrator must have an incredible amount of patience.
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Gotcha! I hope the mirror felt the 33 wait was worth it!
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I hope so too.
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Watch out for a grinning cat, a girl with long fair hair and a white rabbit with attitude. And don’t drink anything!
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Haha!!! 😀
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Mirror has magnetic power. It is trying to tell something
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Absolutely!
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. . . into a wormhole and out the other side into a world very different from her own 🙂
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Yep!
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Such patience!
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