Story 4: The Wrong Reflection
Natalie was brushing her teeth when she noticed something strange in the bathroom mirror—her
reflection wasn’t mimicking her movements exactly. It was just a split-second delay, but enough to
make her uneasy.
She raised her hand. Her reflection did the same. She turned her head. So did it. But when she
leaned closer, her reflection didn’t stop—it kept moving forward, pressing against the glass,
smiling. Then, it whispered, "You should switch places with me." The lights flickered, and when
they came back on, the mirror was empty. But on the other side of the glass, Natalie was screaming,
trapped in her own reflection.