50 Word Stories: Captured

The mirror captured my soul and wouldn't let go. He tried to escape the frame's aluminium confines, the rippling quicksilver it held, but failed. He was trapped. Every time I returned, my forlorn soul looked back. Only when I covered him with a curtain did his eyes stop haunting me.


13 thoughts on “50 Word Stories: Captured

  1. Eeks..brings back a memory of a movie I watched as a young girl. Every time the woman looked in the mirror she saw how she aged, but in life she still looked I think around 30. I have had nightmares about it for a long time after watching it. My mothers plan to stop asking me from staying up late…well, it worked.

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