The Mirror

Alone in his room, on a stormy night,

When everybody was in sleep

He opened the door silently,

And moved in a manner of creep.

He walked slowly on the another room

In that room, there was a wrapped mirror

After a time, the room was totally locked,

And that room was a silent horror.

Nobody opened the wrap

Everyone says it was a cursed mirror

Nobody knows it's history

And the secret was still not clear.

He opened the wrap

And stared at the mirror

His can't see his reflection,

Then he felt the creepy horror.

A light emerged from that mirror

And it fell on his head

The boy screamed out loud

Everyone came and found him dead.

-Saptarshi Mandal