Mirror

A Creepypasta Story

Today teacher taught us about mirror reflection. At one point she mentioned about 'two-way mirror', she said each mirror is a one way mirror, put your hand on the mirror and there will be a gap between both your hands and your reflection hands. And if both hands touch each other, meaning bad things will happen. I want to testify if it is true or not.

I have a mirror at my room, inside my cupboard. I never use that mirror, and I'm pretty sure all the others mirrors in my house are one-way mirror. So I touch it, but I didn't find out whether if it is a one-way mirror or not, because mom suddenly called for me and we went out for the whole day.

It was a two-way mirror.

I came back at night. As tiring as a koala bear could be, I return to my room and immediately jumped on my bed and fell asleep. I have completely forgotten about the mirror, and I didn't notice I haven't closed the cupboard doors. Now that I'm reminded, why didn't I notice the tidiness in my room? I'm always the messy one.

Anyways, I woke up beside a mirror. Not just any mirror, it was the mirror on my cupboard door. Then, weird things started to happen. Why do I always felt like, I don't belong to this world? Everything about this place is weird. Even my families looks slightly weird to me. For example, I had this conversation with my brother before:

"Sis? Why did you bought light blue colour?" I bought some strings for my art and craft, "Didn't you like dark blue?"

"No, I like light blue. Didn't you know that?"

"But I thought you like dark blue, everyone knows you like dark blue." My brother left after saying these words. It got me confuse, "But I hate dark blue...."

There's also some weird things that has been going in my life, people kept saying these words like: "I thought you hated that." "Didn't you used to love these things?" Which is totally the opposite about me. 

According to my mother, I loved the mirror in my cupboard a lot. When I heard this, I was reminded of that two-way mirror, I went to check the mirror again.

A hand to the mirror, there's a gap between us. It's a one-way mirror. But why is my reflection self smiling? I don't usual smile, do I?