I looked down at the wet bathroom floor
And staring back at me was my own reflection.
I looked around at the tiles on the bathroom walls
And staring back at me were my own reflections.
Sure I was that I heard that sound
Someone knocking on a door
And that definitely came from the place
Where I now stood alone.
My roommate with her friends
Had gone out to party.
Glad was she to leave me back
‘Coz she knew me to be crazy.
Alone I stood, knowing myself to be alone,
But still with a doubt that rang in my ears
“Who… oh who was it that had called me,
Until I had the door opened?!”
No one answered
No one present
I alone stared back at my reflection
With the one doubt that lingered
Which I ignored to relieve tension.
And then I decided,
My brain played tricks
To remind me of me,
And thus deciding, I decided yet
That I must leave.
Just as I turned my back to the walls,
Closing the door behind me as I left,
The knocks and the call resumed,
Thus making hair stand on the back of my neck.
A tiny voice shrieked inside my head,
Do not approach the voice,
But a different voice in the same little brain
Urged me to step behind.
I walked upto the bathroom door,
And this time the knocking continued
Until I clicked the door open
Letting myself into the bathroom.
I investigated carefully,
My eyes noting every inch of the view,
To check if there was anything I missed,
Anything that I might have overlooked.
Disappointed as I was
And distressed of the absence
I turned my back again,
And to my relief I heard it again
Soft and slow like a whisper.
I turned around facing
Hoping to see a person
But was greeted by the familiar face
The mirror showing my reflection.
The door closed behind me
Trapping me in the tiled room
Where every screen now reflected
The face in the mirror’s view.
Water flooded the floor
So that it resembled a giant mirror
With the only difference that freaked me out
My shocked face shown grinning.
No wonder I wanted to wait
To see what was happening
As my reflection on the floor grew still
Assuming its role of the play.
And slowly as I watched
A figure rose from the ground
Another me, my twin
From the depths of the mirror world.
“Hi!” she greeted me
To which I replied with a mere smile
With empty thoughts running through my mind
Of which I could decipher none.
Moments passed and then she grinned
An unfamiliar grin on a familiar face
And before the clock moved a bit
I knew what lay in her intent.
My muscles were slower than my brain
The impulse too late to reach
As my other self pushed in a piercing object
Into my throbbing heart and within.
The shriek never left my lips
My hand just held the piercing knife
And horror never struck me till
I realized I was losing height.
She was still, and so was i
Her feet never left the ground, nor mine
Then why was it that all of a sudden
I was growing shorter with time?
I took a look down
And so my answer looked up at me
The wet floor was drinking me in
And I was going within.
Before I knew that I had to struggle
The other me walked away.
As I disappeared from the world of the living,
She replaced me in the world that was mine.