I Battle Depression

The First Night... She is sleeping; dreaming. Dreaming of a world that she now knows is a reality. Dreaming for forever. Dreaming of happiness and a place where no one is alone. She has never been more peaceful. An unknown visitor comes into her dreams. The girl gets out of her bed and walks to her mirror. She looks deep into her reflection and counts the different shades of brown in her eyes. As she is doing this her face in the mirror starts to look different. The girl in the reflection lifts up her hand and grabs her face and pulls off her mask, throwing it to the ground and letting it shatter to a million pieces, exposing the only thing she really is; a broken soul. Streaks of mascara are running down her cheeks, and the broken soul is now in a black tattered dress. The girl looks deeper into her reflection and sees that everyone the girl ever depended on that turned their back on her is standing beside the broken soul in the mirror; her friends, but most important, her mother. The broken soul reaches out her hand through the mirror but the girl turns to run. the broken soul grabs the girl by the ankle and knocks her to the ground. The girl grabs a knife and cuts the broken soul in the same place where the girl cuts herself; her wrist. The broken soul didn't even flinch. The girl goes to scream, but it is too late. The broken soul has pulled her into the mirror, where she will become one of them.