~play the music

....

Finally the day arrived when her reflection's clothes had changed so much that she was wearing a completely different outfit from her. Instead of her sweatpants and oversized sweatshirt, she wore a little dress that complimented her slender shape. 

She isn't like me at all, she has a better figure.

Her hair was clipped up and looked rather attractive. She had never managed to get that effect with her thick hair. Even with many hair clips and pins it looks unkempt and messy. It always falls down by lunchtime if she put it up in the morning.

As she looked at her she sighed and moved some strands of hair behind her ear.

A cold jolt shot through her body as she realised that the reflection hadn't moved her hand. A slow smile spread over her face, while her stayed frozen in horror.

Then she spoke.

"I've been trying to communicate with you all week", she said. "I'm so glad that we can finally connect."

Her friendly tone partially removed the terror that she was feeling.

"Who are you?" She asked, still with a terror filled tone.

"Who am I?" She said laughing. "Naeul, you know who I am."

Now she was even more confused as well as scared, and had to struggle to remain calm. The reflection seemed so happy, almost dancing in joy as she moved freely around her attic.