INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

I looked in my mirror I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I stared at it for a few minutes and then it was gone. I continued 1to take pictures of black figure and another magical white shadow. 2
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STORY #1 (11 tweets, 3 participants)

I looked in my mirror I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I stared at it for a few minutes and then it was gone. I continued 1to take pictures of black figure and another magical white shadow. 2 It was pointless since I knew the camera had no film, and the cold breeze indicated the white shadows would stay longer this time. 3I waited for the shadow to start moving and then it disappeared. Maybe it was my imagination? I thought to myself, the 4 Then in the mirror I saw the reflection of an young woman dressed in a way they did a 100 years ago. That's when I realized the mirror 1/5 Reflects all it saw from the day it was made. 6 I looked closer, as if she was staring at me. i moved closer and closer and told myself that I was probably just 7hallucinating and that I'm just being paranoid and I'm probably just my imagination, I didn't think that much about my hair being white 8 I calmed down. Went downstairs to the coffee, to have a snack. Open the fridge, and … there it was, the old mirror, inside, reflecting 10 My face but not quite my face. I had bloody holes all over my forehead,I had no hair left. This mirror could see the past and the future.11

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STORY #2 (10 tweets, 2 participants)

I looked in my mirror I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I stared at it for a few minutes and then it was gone. I continued 1to take pictures of black figure and another magical white shadow. 2 It was pointless since I knew the camera had no film, and the cold breeze indicated the white shadows would stay longer this time. 3I waited for the shadow to start moving and then it disappeared. Maybe it was my imagination? I thought to myself, the 4 Then in the mirror I saw the reflection of an young woman dressed in a way they did a 100 years ago. That's when I realized the mirror 1/5 Reflects all it saw from the day it was made. 6 I looked closer, as if she was staring at me. i moved closer and closer and told myself that I was probably just 7 Or my hands showing the age of a much older woman, or the smell of tobacco. It was then I realized that I was not the woman looking in 1/8 the mirror, but was the woman being looked at from the other side. Was I the woman in the mirror or was she? She looked as frightened 3/9 As me as she realized she was looking at me, at an older her. 3/ 10

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STORY #3 (6 tweets, 3 participants)

I looked in my mirror I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I stared at it for a few minutes and then it was gone. I continued 1to take pictures of black figure and another magical white shadow. 2 It was pointless since I knew the camera had no film, and the cold breeze indicated the white shadows would stay longer this time. 3I waited for the shadow to start moving and then it disappeared. Maybe it was my imagination? I thought to myself, the 4mirror is just black and the noise sounded like a slight creaking of metal. 5 A few moments passed & then I heard my name whispered to me. Maybe the wind? No. Someone in the house? No. I was there alone. 6

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