A/N: I want to thank all those who reviewed my stories in the past. Hopefully I will stop being so lazy and update soon. Love you all.

This is a prose poem that I wrote. I am posting it here because it deals with young adult issues...more or less...it goes deep. I wrote it for English class. Please read and review.

Mirrors Never Lie

I stared into the mirror, but the image that gleamed back was one unknown to me. The mirror solemnly showed a room, but not in a way that I had ever seen. The once bright green paint was scorched. The solid twin bed was now charred wood. Beloved books were reduced to soot. Black corpses of the things that I had once known. And then I realized the strangest thing. No image of myself was reflected back. Nothing to show that I was standing there. So, I shifted and seemingly drifted to get a better view. Then I looked deep within the mirror, but a reflection of me was still nowhere to be seen.

I turned from my mirror and looked about my room. Which appeared to me in all of its familiarity; the bright green walls, the solid bed and rows and rows of books in shelves as real as they always had. I swiped a finger over my wall; a soot free finger came back to me. And then I sat on my bed, just as solid as ever. I got up and read the spine of each book. But when I looked back in the mirror, everything seemed like hell. Charred and black, the background still remained and an image of me had yet to be claimed.

And slowly the memories came flooding back. The screams of my family. A fire infiltrating the black night. A burning inferno with no way out. It suddenly became perfectly clear, my house had burned and my body was no longer here. I was a ghost left in a skeleton house and the things that I saw when I looked in the mirror were as they were now. Knowing this ghastly truth, I turned again to my real room. Which now materialized as the mirror had so plainly declared. Because the mind plays tricks and casts a glamour over reality. But mirrors never lie and show the harshest truth. And though the truth can be the worst to face, it beats believing all the lies that only give a life false security.

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kara