Here is a drabble from my latest book, ‘100-Word Stories’.
Midnight. The sound of water dripping. In the mirror, a reflection that isn’t mine smiles back. I blink, the reflection doesn’t.
My heart races as the figure in the mirror tilts its head, its grin widening. It whispers my name, a sound that chills my bones. I step back, tripping over my own feet, my gaze locked on the glass.
The figure raises a hand, pressing it against the mirror. Cracks appear across the surface, reaching towards me. I scream, but no sound comes out.
The mirror shatters, darkness swallows me. Silence. Then, nothing but the sound of water dripping.
Only Murders In My Mind 