9.suicide mirror
I got home from work like every day. I made myself dinner, watched some TV and went to the bathroom. The bathroom mirror was the only one i haven't destroyed yet. I just brush my teeth in front of it and examine my reflection. Who was it today? I looked into two clear blue eyes. She was between 14-16 years old. She looked quite happy and as i smiled she smiled too. The reflection always do the same move as i do but it's not me i see in the mirror. In fact, i haven’t seen myself in the mirror for ages and i forgot how i looked like. I turned away from the mirror and went to bed. The next morning i read the news. "Teenage girl (16) hung herself" There was also a photo of the girl i saw last night in the mirror.
It's always the same. I see the reflection of someone in the mirror and the next morning i read about their suicide in the newspaper. It wasn't always the same suicide. Sometimes they fell of the cliff, sometimes they drowned them self. I got used to it and it didn’t bother me much. I wasn’t able to change it anyway so i drank my coffee and went to work.
In the evening i stood in front of the mirror again. This time it was a man who looked quite exhausted. He had brown hair, brown eyes and he was probably in his thirdys. I went to bed as always and fell asleep short after.
I woke up in the middle of the night. I dreamed about my wife. She killed herself years ago as i saw her in the mirror. She was the first one i saw so i didn’t know what to do. I layed in bed crying. After all those years i wasn’t able to forget her. I sat on my bed and opened the drawer from my bedside table. I took out my gun and took a deep breath. I held the gun to my head and smiled.
"So this is what i look like"