Afraid

Mara didn't have a choice, but to learn to live with the fact that she saw rotten faces on the windows and mirrors every night of her life. She could not tell her parents, growing up; for one time that she did, she ended up hospitalized in a mental institute thought to suffer schizophrenia. She knew what she saw, and she knew it was not only in her mind.

One of those tormented nights, Mara was combing her hair sitting on her bed. She wouldn't dare to face the mirror, and to prevent the curiosity she forced herself to look down at her feet. Slightly, the teenager felt her hair in the back of her head be dragged to her shoulder. She automatically looked at the mirror and saw an old lady sitting behind her grabbing her by the neck. Mara fought it back, but every time the strangling just got stronger and there was nothing she could do about it. She managed to throw her comb to the door in order to make some sound, but it was useless. If it hadn't been for her big brother opening the door without notice, she would've died that night. He was startled to see her so purple and breathing so hard. Of course he hurried towards her and asked what was wrong, and of course she lied.

Other near death occurrences took place in her room and to the rest of the house; but only she saw them. The most horrifying part was when one day she felt someone following her to school. That day she had multiple horrible encounters; in the classroom, in the bathroom, in the cafeteria, and even in her car when she looked through the rear mirror and saw little twins on the back seat. They were ginger; their faces were in state of decomposition, bloody and there were maggots. One of them smiled and approached to Mara. She screamed and lost control of the weal, which made her have a horrible accident.

She survived the crash. On the bright side, she killed herself when she went home.