II

Loud scream has conquered the house. She quickly ran off to her room. She's terrified, she hide her whole self under the blanket while almost crying in fear.

Close eyes, praying, for her reflection be gone. How could her reflection have it's own life? She knew that tweet is a hoax. That should be a hoax. Why would someone exposed his supernatural belief on Twitter. Unless, her first idea was right, the mirror is cursed.

Suddenly she heard her door creaked. "Get out!" she screamed. She thought nobody could possibly open the door, unless, her reflection out of the mirror, but how did she got out of it? Or is it a hard thing to do. She even gave herself a life.

"Natalia, will you stop screaming? You'll wake the neighbors!"

She felt relief, it's her mother. Quickly, she removed the blanket covering her then she ran off to her mother and hug her will all might, and then she cried.

"Natalia, why are you crying?" asked Geraldine. But Natalia didn't stop crying. Her mother just sighed and hug her. She really love to feel that motherly comfort, she's so glad that her mother is there for her.

"Whatever happened, you could tell me. I'll listen."

Natalia loose the hug, she then look at her mother whose face is perplexed and had the need of enlightenment of the situation.

Natalia then took her phone and showed her Mom the tweet she saw. "See that? That's real, Mom."

Geraldine laugh a little then she shook her head, "This is just a myth, honey. A superstition."

"No, Mom. I swear, that's true. My own reflection smiled at me, and oh, she even run before I do. That's why I scream. Be-"

"Natalia! Natalia!" she stopped her daughter from speaking more. "It's three in the evening. We need to take a rest, already."

The latter shook her head, another tear is about to fall. Fear is in her eye. "No, Mom. You gotta believe me. I don't want to sleep. That mirror-creating replica will haunt me. Don't you dare leave me here!"

She hugged her daughter once more, as it hugged her too, so tight, while tears were falling from her cheeks. "Believe me, Mom, please. Don't leave me here," she managed to say even between sobs.

"I won't leave you, alright. I'll sleep with you here."

Then then both of them both lay down in the bed. As for Natalia, who still hugging her mother, she thinks that maybe her mother thinks she's crazy. Maybe due to lack of sleep. She'll let the evening pass then she'll open the topic again.

"Sleep now, honey."

"You don't believe me, don't you?"

"Sleep now, and tomorrow, everything will be alright."

"Okay," Natalia said. But she didn't close her eyes. Some part of her is saying that her replica might be somewhere in the house. Perhaps, it could be in her room. Who knows? "But Mom, could you check if there's a monster under my bed?"

Her mother frown, "You're almost a teenager. Don't you think that's too childish?"

"No, I'm scared. Now, please check if there's a monster underneath?"

She grant her daughter's request. She look under the bed yet nothing's there but a doll. She was bit shock when she it because it eyes directed on hers.

"Natalia, nothing's here but a doll," Geraldine said as she grab the doll and show it to her daughter.

"Throw it away," she shouted! She probably got scared since the doll look so old, rotten in her description. Nobody would even loved to play it at first sight.

Her mother was shocked. That doll isn't something that she wanna throw. She play it ever since she was a kid, until even last month. And now she wanna throw it.

"I'll just keep under you're bed."

"No!"

"Remember, in order to make things organized, return them to where you found them. And I found her under your bed. I'll return it there," she kneeled once more. "Good night, Annalise."

Her daughter's face shows a not so good emotion, it's obvious that she didn't like what's going on. She just asked her mother to check if there's a monster under her bed, and then there's a creepy doll. What if that is the monster's instrument. Using a bait that has sentimental value to trick her. Huh, she won't fall that!

I'll burn you tomorrow.

"No monster under your bed, honey. Now sleep." Natalia might be reluctant on sleeping, but she does anyway. Praying that she won't have a nightmare.

×

"Your life. Just call me Natasha so it won't be ironic," the girl who calls herself Natasha said as she showed Natalia a creepy smile.

The latter is too terrified. But she can't get her eyes off the girl. It really looks like, she her exact replica.

"Natasha?" she managed to say. "That's the name I want to have."

"Yes, I know. I'm you. And since the name Natalia was granted upon you. Natasha will be my name from now on," she said in delight. "First thing that I stole from you, name!"

"You're just a hallucination. You're not real," Natalia said then the latter walk near her. Did she agitated her? She's been completely conquered by fear, she wanted to run away but her toes were frozen.

Natasha touched Natalia's cheek. "You can feel me. I'm real, I'm existing, and I'm here to take everything from you!"

Natalia pulled Natasha. Yes, she's scared. But she can't let Natasha do what she wanted to do. What is hers is hers alone.

"No, you're not going to take anything from me. Know what? If you came from that old mirror, you can come back to it and live as my reflection for life!"

"All my life, I lived as your reflection..."

"You don't have a life. You're just a duplicate-"

"Shut up or I'll end the life of the both of us. Just so you know, you can't kill me, but I can kill you, and your death is only thing that can kill me. As long as you're living, I am too."

Natalia rolled her eyes, as if she cares about what Natasha said. And no doubt, she wouldn't kill the both of them, if she kills me, she wouldn't get the chance to have what she wanted.

"Again, you don't have a life. Your purpose is to be my reflection, be the image of the real you, who is me. Your life, is portraying my life in your cold world," Natalia drastically said.

Natasha didn't do anything but show a sad face, let a single tear out, but then she showed a smile.

"I just wanted to have a life of my own. But if you wanted to, I could be your twin, since you're longing for one, and I could be your double."

Natalia think for a second. She doesn't like Natasha. Her whole self is telling her that she can't be trusted. Well, she really is a replica of her. Their name is so beautiful but both scream for danger.

"Okay then. Let's settle. Friends?"

Both of them have plans.