Chapter 6

When I woke up this morning, I looked into the mirror and saw a mess. My hair was sticking out in all different directions, my makeup was smeared and my clothes were wrinkled. I was not pleased with the reflection of myself. I put on a pair of jeans, a nice shirt and a jacket, but I still felt like I looked like a mess.

In the film Devil In The Mirror, an over-confident young woman named Mary embarks on a weekend getaway with her fiancé. After a night of partying and drinking, Mary wakes up on the side of the road. With no memory of the night before, she is forced to confront the person she has become and make some tough choices about her future.

What do you see in the mirror? Is it your reflection that makes you look beautiful, or is it the person who looks back at you that makes you feel ugly? I see a woman who is strong and beautiful. I see a woman who is able to conquer anything. That is who I am and that is what I see when I look in the mirror.

A man is driving down a country road when he has a vivid hallucination of his wife's face in his rearview mirror. Suddenly, she vanishes and he is left to drive on. He eventually arrives at a farmhouse where he tells the farmer what happened. The farmer tells him he is the devil and that he should have killed himself when he had the chance.

I was trying to make the best of a bad situation. I had just found out my ex-boyfriend was cheating on me and I was trying to get over him. I was always a light sleeper, but this time it felt like I was constantly being woken up by the sound of my own breathing. I looked into the mirror and saw the devil staring back at me. He had a smirk on his face and his eyes were dark and full of malice. He was wearing a suit and a red tie. He had short black hair, almost like he had just come from a funeral. In his hands he held a pitchfork with a bloody skull as the handle.

I'm not sure how I got here. My reflection is blurry, but it looks like I'm standing in a room. I don't know what the room is, but it feels cold and the walls are lined with mirrors. The only way out is to go through the mirror, but I can't see my reflection anymore. I see a figure in the mirror, but it's not me. It looks like a devil, but I can't tell for sure. The figure walks closer and closer and then he starts talking to me. He says that he wants to take me away from my family and friends, but I am not going to let him. I hear my mom calling for me and then everything goes black.

In the movie, "The Devil In The Mirror," three girls are taking their annual trip to the New Orleans French Quarter. They stop by a local carnival and get a little too excited and end up in a game of chance. The game is called "The Devil In The Mirror." It is a game where you must identify your reflection in the mirror and answer a question about yourself. If you answer correctly, you win a prize. If you answer incorrectly, you take your chances with the devil. The girls have to decide whether or not they want to take their chances.

"I'm a devil in the mirror," I said to myself. I had just taken a bath and was looking at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was wet and I was wearing a white bath towel. I can't believe I said that to myself. I'm not a devil. But it just felt like the right thing to say and it made me feel better.