When i was little we had an old mirror in the attic. Of course being a child i was frightened of well everything. But time past and i grew older and it came to a day when i was four. I was sitting at home and my mom was in the kitchen on the phone. I was watching T.V. ( not particularly certain on the show) but I was watching it enthused even. And then there was a knock at the door and my mom went to answer it. A man kept asking for water and then he my mom refused and closed the door. Then the man started pounding on the door. He eventualy started trying to open it. So my mom told me to go in the attic while she called 911 And i went in the attic and started to become anxious i looked at myself in the mirror. Eventually my mom came up and got me.
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