With nothing but a simple look I have shattered my heart shaped mirror, At the time of the shatter, I almost felt as if I was having a heart attack. Continue with a happy expression, young sweetheart. You know what will happen if you drop what they saw in your reflection all those years ago. Touch a hand to my heart shaped mirror, now cracked and broken… The reflective surface ripples like rowdy ocean waves. I lean in, allowing my body to sink into the two-sided mirror I never expected to see myself in. Listen closely, you may hear their beautiful words again, young sweetheart. Please release me from this mirror, I beg of you! I did not mean to enter your dimension! Have mercy, please! I promise not to commit such heinous acts again! Your promises are about as shallow as you are. Your cries for mercy are only ever heard by those just as monstrous as yourself. Reveal your fangs and nails, stop hiding as a human being! What happened to my little girl? That child died along with the shattered mirror; do you not remember? I spilled her blood just as you spilled mine down the drain. If anyone should consider themselves a monster, it should be you. If I should be a monster, you should be the devil. My eyes shut as I allow myself to collapse, expecting to fall into an abyss… Instead, I hit the cold, all too familiar wooden floorboards. Please, God, no. I touch my hand to the mirror once more, but the surface does not ripple… Please... God... No…