AU: One-Shot, keeping it alone because it's one of my babies. :D wrote it some time ago, edited it to send it to a contest but never sent it in. meh. here it is.

a little more horror than my usual thing, but yeah.

I'm at school, doing nothing in business. weeee!

Music:

My Immortal - Evanescence

ENJOY OR ELSE.

I could see it, I could feel it. She was seeing something else.

At first, a split second of a normal girl, but then, the image began to distort.

Her skin became bumpy and ugly, and the pigment intensified into a dark and horrible color that reminded me of vomit. Her eyelashes grew longer, thicker and greasier with eye crust stuck between the lashes like the dandruff in her hair. Her eyes turned a flaming red, bloodshot and puffed up as if she had been crying and weeping for a long time. She looked down to see her own flaky skin stretching and tightening against her body, pulling against the bones. The horror in her face was obvious and I could not withhold my look of disgust at the white bone peeking through the thin, patchy and somewhat translucent skin. Her hair became longer, more tangled, dryer, and more unruly. The twisting and tangled locks were similar to the horrible and hissing snakes that writhed on Medusa’s head.

Both reflections stared at each other, but they had the exact same emotions written across their faces. Absurdity, insanity. She cried out in horror, but the monster in the reflection opened its ugly mouth, revealing the teeth. Yellow, brown and black, rotted with bacteria. They were caked with plaque and overlapped, and they made just about the ugliest and most unappealing smile in the history of time and all after. I had to turn away for a moment, but it seemed as if my head was dragged back.

The monster tried to scream again, but it came out more as a roar. Her voice cracked and cricked with an odd awkwardness, but the pure and utterly revolting sound of it was enough to make both the monster and I cry out in horror.

The girl who stared at the mirror, her face was hidden behind a curtain of sleek, black hair. She seemed familiar…

I watched.

Her thoughts seemed to be spelled out.

What have I become?!

The girl, monster and I turned from the mirror.

I saw them. They were watching, they weren’t doing anything.

When I looked back, the girl was gone. I looked around the room frantically for her, I looked around but she was nowhere to be found.

I took a few steps towards the mirror.

I came into its view, hesitantly.

I saw myself.

But only for a split-second, because my image began to distort. The process was faster. A monster stared back at me.

I looked down at myself. I was surprised to see that my skin was that putrid color. That my hair hung down over my shoulders like vines wrapping their fingers around my body.

I realized.

I’m the monster. I’m the girl. I reached out to break the mirror; I no longer wanted to see my reflection. At least I didn’t have to see myself.

I closed my eyes, and screamed.

I waited for the monster to get me.

R&R?

Grah.

-chewyyyyyyyyyy.