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Chapter 11 ~Mirror Reflection~



"And if only you could stay, I would tell you, it is okay

Even if you had no magic, I really don't need any of it!!

I am hoping that right here, maybe one day you'll reappear

Polishing up this old mirror so that I

Might have you once again right here by my side

No matter how much time may pass me by

I promise that I'll always be

Waiting for you."


~5 years later~

(Y/n) P.O.V

I walked up the steps of my house, pulling a long cord that hung above the ceiling. The cord came down with a giant trap door, letting a ladder descend. I hesitantly walked up the ladder, remembering the first time i had done this five years ago.

It was quiet in the attic, like it's always been. No, i'm not at my parent's house- i moved out ages ago... this is my own place. 

I climb into the shabby place. It is as dark as my first attic. Except, there beside the giant window...

Is the mirror.

Yeah... the same old mirror that helped me get to were i am today 5 years ago.

It's so strange how i remember it as if it were yesterday... The glass shines brightly in the sun now, the cracked glass facing me. I can still see my reflection in it and i don't know how exactly the glass shattered.

That happened many years ago. 

Since that day, I've polished the mirror, kept it in the best condition it can be in... just in case. I make my way to it every day after work, i come up in this attic and i polish or dust or wipe the mirror down. It's become a part of me.

I rub the cloth that i left in here on the glass. The cracks create odd bumps as i clean the mirror. 

Everything that day was amazing... and i finally understand how it works. 

Everything on the other side is the "Mirror image" of everything on my side. It's a little confusing but i believe i just saw the opposite of me... a happy, magical being. Tadashi...

This old piece of furniture has become one of the very few possessions i decided to keep. It helps me through my sorrows. Usually, i'd sit and cry, waiting for Tadashi to reappear in the mirror's glass, comforting me as i cry.

But never once did that mirror glow again. Why would it? It hasn't for five years.

And to this very day, i tell people about my adventure with the mirror. I tell them that i flew, i wore a pretty dress, i met a guy named Tadashi... but no one believes me.

They claim it was "A dream" or "A desire transferred into a memory". Honestly, i know i remembered something... but i can't tell what i saw, weather it was a dream or in fact a story that was planted in my head by my parents.

But today is different. I place the rag i cleaned the mirror with down and packed the cleaning equipment away. I have no use for them here anymore...

I walked to the back corner of the room and rummaged around a box until i found the item i was in search for.

Over five years, the white sheet had turned a light gray and the hem had been worn out. Nonetheless, I returned to the mirror, pushing it away in a corner of the room and draping the sheet over it.

Perhaps one day, if i have children of my own, they will feel sad. So sad, they run to the attic to hide and soon trip over boxes until they discover the mirror. And maybe, just maybe, they place it beside the window like i did years ago and maybe... just maybe... Tadashi will return again.

Or maybe it will go the opposite way- i wont have children and no one discovers the mirror for decades... all in all i know that it's purpose for me is over.

I no longer feel like i need to use it anymore.

And to be honest, these days, i start to wonder if Tadashi ever existed. Maybe it was all just a dream, a hallucination, a fake memory? I don't know if the mirror really was magical in the first place, i find myself questioning that event so many years ago...

Who knows? Maybe i really did become depressed and ran to my attic... Maybe i really did stumble upon the mirror... But maybe, instead of seeing Tadashi, i saw myself and by seeing me in the mirror, i realized i could find the light or look for a new angle or whatever i said back then...







Maybe i just saw my Mirror Reflection...




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