Looking into the mirror.
Feeling a touch of fear.
She stares at her reflection.
An image of flawed perfection.
Walking away into the night.
Feeling a touch of fright.
Something watching her in the mirror.
Re-rising fear.
A hand reaches,
and touches her shoulder.
Her body,
is becoming colder.
Being pulled with so much force.
Screaming, her voice becoming hoarse.
Another hand touches her face.
Her heart begins to race.
But a soothing voice calms her.
It is none but her brother
As he walks away.
Night turns to day.
A whole new time to fear.
Her purpose becoming clear.
Standing with such vigour,
Staring at the mystic figure.
Reaching out with her hand,
The glass rippling,
An opening to a new land.
Dark as night
and cold as snow.
This is the home
She will now know
Oli Skyes is My Boyfriend Community Member 
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