Flash Fiction #19

 

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A Mere Reflection

One of the reasons he had bought this house was the beautiful, big, gilt-framed mirror in the main bathroom.  It was really a “Lady’s Mirror,” but he liked it.

Every time he came in, he stopped and stared into it; not from ego, he didn’t frighten small children, but he was far from handsome.  It was as if he was staring into a different world.

Suddenly, yesterday, he found himself staring out.  How could that possibly happen?  His sister came in and looked around.  He shouted, but she left.  Could no-one see him?  How was he going to get out?

 

Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site, and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story

 

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