Mirror, Mirror

Name:            "Wind Willow"
Email:           catcravens@netscape.net
Location:        my house
Type:            Angel
Date:            Wednesday, March 08, 2000
Time:            04:23 PM

I don't know what caused this eerie happening, to this day it still remains a mystery to me. Whether it be a poltergeist, angel, alien, or ghost, I'll never know. It was about a year ago, give or take. I was in my room, and I was fixing my hair by looking at the mirror adhesively attached to the inside of my closet door. Then, as I began to leave the room, I heard a loud THUD! I immediately turned around to see that my mirror had fallen to the floor. I know what you must be thinking, "Big, Deal.", because that's what I thought. But on closer inspection I saw that the mirror had landed three feet away from my closet door, and the logic just didn't add up. It seems stupid, I know, but as I fled the room, I turned around to throw away the mirror and I saw a face in it that wasn't my own, and it began laughing hideously. On the verge of my sanity, I shoved the mirror in my trash can and got the heck out of there. I told my parents about the mirror (not the face of course) and my mom wouldn't believe me but my dad would. Both my parents had grown up very religiously, gut only my dad had experienced many unexplained encounters. What I'm getting at is that sometimes in order for you to believe in things that go on in this crazy world of ours, you have to experience them yourself. After all, open-mindedness is just an expression for people who know what to make of their experiences, and I still don't know what to make of mine, but maybe you will.