I looked into the mirror. I can’t believe this pretty girl with freckles, curly red hair and green eyes is me. Why can’t I see the real me? I wish there would be a mirror in the world that can show people how they are inside. “No, Miriam. Such a mirror doesn’t exist and now stop thinking about that and go to school,” I said to myself. Then I took my bag and went out of the house.
On my way to school I saw beautiful woman and stopped. She was wearing a long black dress and had long black hair. She didn’t wear make-up. She was just naturally beautiful. She looked like she was 20 years old or something, but the wisdom I saw in her eyes could make me think she was 100 years old. She noticed the 14 years old girl (me) that was staring at her and looked at me with her cold blue eyes. She smiled, but her smile wasn’t friendly. Then she walked to me. Only then I noticed the basket in her hands. The woman stood in front of me.
My parents told me not to speak with people I don’t know, but the woman’s voice was so wonderful… I wanted to hear it again.
“Hello,” I answered.
“I know your biggest wish. I can give you the mirror that you need, but are you sure you want to see who you are inside?”
No matter who this woman was, she knew my biggest wish and wanted to help me. I don’t know why, but trusted her. I nodded. Of course I really wanted to see who I am inside! The woman sighed and took out a mirror out of her basket. I grabbed it and looked into it. First I just saw the usual pretty girl with freckles, green eyes and red hair. Then the girl I saw in there started to change. She became thinner, her hair became shorter and darker and her skin became lighter. When she changed completely I saw a monster with white skin, short, black and messy hair and black holes instead of eyes. This mirror was lying! This couldn’t be me! I dropped the mirror and ran back to my house. I looked into the big mirror on the entrance that I was looking in this morning. I was shocked about what I saw. There was this monster again. I stared at my hands. They were white. I don’t know how, but I became the monster that I saw in the woman’s mirror.
“Are you happy now?” said a voice behind me. It was the woman.
“What did you do to me!?” I screamed.
She sighed. “I did what you wanted me to do. You wanted to see how you are inside. And now you can see it for the rest of your life.”
I looked at her angrily. “Make it undo!”
“I can’t,” she answered and shook her head. I broke down and started crying. The woman sighed again and said, “But there is another way I can help you. Do you want my help?” I sobbed and nodded. The woman smiled happily and whispered in my ear, “Die.” The woman’s voice was the last thing I heard and the monster in the mirror was the last thing I saw, before I died.