The Demon in the Mirror
I’m only 16. When I was much younger around five years old. I lived in a big house. There was this bathroom on the second floor. That was my bathroom all to myself. All four of my brothers also had their own bathrooms. Anyway I seemed to be the only one having problems with mine. At night even sometimes during the day. When I would use the bathroom. The man would appear in my mirror. He was, I have to admit very handsome know that I remember him. I never asked for his name. Really I never talked to him… Just listened.
He had shoulder length black hair, black eyes in the day, and he was light skinned, Caucasian. His black eyes were sapphire when it was night. Yea I know weird. Anyway he would come to me either in the mirror above the sink or so that I could see his whole body he would appear in the door …