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Chapter 17
*** This couldn’t be happening. This could not be happening. It must have been a dream, or a really sick joke that someone was playing at. But I did not find this funny at all. I dropped the mirror to the ground, and my fingers were trembling as I looked at it suspiciously, wondering what dark and evil spell was on it. My eyes briefly glanced at my fingers, and I gasped when I realised they weren’t even my fingers. This wasn’t my body, and that was becoming clearer by the minute. I looked around at the room slowly, feeling a chill run down my spine as the face which I had just seen in the mirror stared back at me in every direction, framed in pictures which hung on the wall. Directly in front of me was a picture of her with her hair thrown back in laughter, and a twinkle in her ey
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