THE MIRROR KNOWS MY NAME.

I was shocked to see my name on the mirror. I stood up shaking and trembling, marching forward to the mirror to see if it was real or my eyes were deceiving me. Upon reaching the mirror a moved one step backwards in disbelief.

It was my name!!!! Written in ltalic tyle. What made me worried the most is who could even have so much resentment towards me , to write my name in blood.

I had to check if it was real blood or not . The surprising part is that whenever l clean the blood with my bare hands it somehow re-write itself again. I started breathing heavily with my heart racing it way out.

I started shouting " who are you ? What do you want from me?? Why my name??.The room grew colder and silent. The loud blowing wind from my window was the only thing l could hear.

A whisper replies not with a threatening voice but a sorrow one. A voice full of hope and broken heart. It said " Am sorry to have made you feel afraid and worried but what l did was not to have any bad intentions towards you but l really want to you to know the real truth about your life and yourself.

The mirror fogges again and a word appeared below my name " Remember your past life".

I was to stunned to speak. I became more confused on what is really going on at that time. First my name and then this!!!.

Suddenly the mirror shift into a scene, l couldn't really see myself again. I saw a view of a graveyard and a boy starring back at me.

I had my name a again but this time it was clearer and most familiar , was the ghost trying to communicate back at me this time.

The view on the mirror disappeared and the was nothing left not even my name . Everything returned to how it was " seeing my view on the mirror ".

I turned back but no one was the their but the lamp flickers and my shadow moves dependently for a second .

She knew my name before l even told her.