The Glass Rose(cont...)

 

I wake up suddenly, I'm in my room, but...

It is different.
It is night, this is my old room, but...
when I was a kid...

THUMP!

The noise in the closet woke me.
I instantly get up and dash for the door.
I pass the mirror, but something is wrong.

I look at myself, all grown up,
yet the reflection, that of a little boy.

Me,
A scared little boy.


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