Finish this sentence: “When I look in the mirror, I . . . “ – Source
When I look in the mirror, I think of the people living on the other side of reality, the Mirror World… Or like I’ve read once online:
What if the only reason we can’t walk through mirrors, is because our reflection blocks us?
What if they’re protecting us though?
What if they know that the other side of scary and painful so they’re stopping us from crossing over?
What if you’re on the wrong side of the mirror?
What if you’re the reflection?