As a child I’d press my hand to yours and curse the cold glass separating us, my silent sister. Your eyes echoed my eyes. Plaintive, searching. I wanted to be close to you. Today, when our hands met, the glass felt warm…
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This is awesome, the idea of finding a friend in the mirror. I remember doing that myself when I was lonely growing up. Now I basically avoid mirrors…lol I loved the idea of the “silent sister” on the other side as well. Brilliantly done! ♥
I wasn’t sure whether to delight in the innocent imagination of children or dread some ominous alternate universe on the other side of the mirror. I like how this is a complete tale yet holds so much potential for a longer story.
Nicely written Dirae. Touched a chord. I always did this as a child – often seeking answers to difficult questions. I did try this as an adult, but the damage was done – watched too many horror movies on the subject 😉
Horror movies definitely ruin the innocence of this whole thing. I always worry that the hand touching mine will be warm and fleshy instead of a glass reflection…
So beautiful . Well crafted
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Thank you! 🙂
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The Silent sister … I like these words
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Alliteration is fun. 🙂
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This is awesome, the idea of finding a friend in the mirror. I remember doing that myself when I was lonely growing up. Now I basically avoid mirrors…lol I loved the idea of the “silent sister” on the other side as well. Brilliantly done! ♥
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Thank you so much! It’s nice to know I’m not the only one who did this as a kid. 🙂
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I wasn’t sure whether to delight in the innocent imagination of children or dread some ominous alternate universe on the other side of the mirror. I like how this is a complete tale yet holds so much potential for a longer story.
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Thank you so much! I love that people are getting two different things from this story. 🙂
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Nicely written Dirae. Touched a chord. I always did this as a child – often seeking answers to difficult questions. I did try this as an adult, but the damage was done – watched too many horror movies on the subject 😉
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Horror movies definitely ruin the innocence of this whole thing. I always worry that the hand touching mine will be warm and fleshy instead of a glass reflection…
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Creepy. Uh oh! She’s coming through!
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Dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnn.
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Oh, I took the warmth as hopeful not creepy. Like her friend is finding a way to come through and end her loneliness. #optimist
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I like that! It’s super cool when people interpret the things you write differently than you intended.
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Well, shiver me timbers. That’s a wonderful piece!
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Thank you so much!
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