I wish I had a mirror that would follow me. It would make sure I look perfect all of the time. One day I woke up with a floating mirror in front of me. I used it to do my hair and makeup and clean up my outfit. As I continued my day the mirror followed me; floating just over my shoulder and always there when I needed it.
I checked myself at lunch, during class, on my way home, in the car, doing homework, eating dinner, and when I took off my makeup and took out my hair. The mirror followed me to bed and was there when I woke up.
The mirror began to turn on my. I became pickier with the way I looked. There was not enough cover-up to cover up all of my imperfections. Every time I glanced in the mirror I noticed something different; something wrong with myself. Eventually, I began to try to shoo away the mirror. It did not leave. I tried to shun the mirror, but it was just too tempting to just take a peek.
The mirror destroyed me. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat.my eyes drooped, my ribs stabbed through my thin skin, my hair fell out; I went insane. I begged the mirror to leave, but it refused. One day using all of my energy I had left I threw a large necklace at the mirror. The mirror shattered and fell on the floor. I was free. I never wore makeup again. I no longer care what my outfit or my hair looked like. I rarely ever looked in the mirror again.
A few months later at school I noticed something at lunch. There was a girl across the room with a floating mirror. It followed her around everywhere she went.
I know that everyone has a floating mirror that follows them around, but not everyone chooses to look at it.