Mel locked herself in her room and sat down right in front of her mirror. She took a long look at herself and started to get teary eyed.

“No one likes me! No one will ever go out with me.” She started to cry. “Ughh why do I feel this way?! Why am I like this?” She burst with tears.

Mel isn’t ugly, in fact she’s very pretty and attractive. Her problem is, she suffers from on and off depression. This is usually what happens everyday, the crying. Her parents know about it and try to ignore it. They don’t want to intervene.

“I don’t want to be on this planet anymore.” Mel balled up and put her head down onto her knees and started thinking about suicide. Tears came rolling down her eyes even faster. She took one last peak at the mirror and starred startled. Her reflection stared back at her but not at a way she starred at it.

To make sure she wasn’t going crazy, Mel waved her hand side to side but her reflection didn’t do the same. Mel jumped in surprise. “Is this some kind of dream?”

“No baby.” Her reflection replied. She slowly came out of the mirror and separated Mel’s legs which she came between. Mel had her mouth open in shock not believing her eyes.

Mel’s reflection gazed into her eyes and began to rub her ear gently. She kissed her softly then slid her tongue inside Mel’s mouth. Mel, surprised by herself, followed along while hugging her reflection’s body and caressing her all over.

“I love you baby.” Mel’s reflection told her. “Don’t you ever think about killing yourself. You‘re too pretty to die.” She kissed her with her tongue.

“Ok.” Mel said. “Have you been watching me the whole time?”

“Yes.”

“Then why haven’t you came to life- or came out before all those other times when I was sad.?”

Mel’s reflection didn’t say anything for a few seconds but just looked at her. “Why you never came out?” Mel’s reflection asked.

Mel looked at her reflection wide eyed and kind of blushed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean out of the closet.” Mel’s reflection said.

“I’m not gay!” Mel felt kind of offended.

“You like what we are doing right?” Mel’s reflection asked and gently kissed her lips as their bodies press together.

“Yes.” Mel said while gazing into her own reflection’s eyes but then broke out of it and stood up. “This is not gay this is- this is… me kissing myself… or my reflection… or whatever I don’t know what you call this- this is so weird, how is this happening? Is there a name for- I don’t even think there’s a name for this-this is impossible. This can’t be real.”

Mel’s reflection stood up next to her “I’ll show you it’s real.” then threw her on the bed and laid on top of her body. She started sucking Mel’s neck. Her hand slowly went down her body caressing her softly. She smiled and began unbuttoning Mel’s pants…