darkenedjustice814

     I swiped my finger along the cool surface of the mirror. The condensation from my shower beaded up and dripped down the reflective window like rain. I liked to make patterns in the mirror. It was calming. I pulled my hand away and watched as the water droplets slid together. I was about to get my blow dryer out of the cabinet, when the mirror started to glow. I grabbed onto my hairbrush and held it in front of me as the mirror seemed to rip open. A hand popped out of the mirror it struggled for a moment. The hole wasn't very big . Then another hand push through past it and gripped on to the sides of the glowing portal. I backed up until