Bloody Mary

Thriller-Horror 

My reality convulsed as she said it for the third time. She giggled, rolling her eyes as I cowered away from her.

She was smiling so sweetly. Oblivious to the streams of blood running down her cheeks.

I watched in awed horror as her image in the mirror turned to look at me whereas she stood still.

The inaccurate reflection reached out with her mottled ten-year-old arms and grabbed my baby sister pulling her into the mirror.

Glass shattered into a million pieces.

She dropped to the floor, drenched.

She was still smiling. So sweetly.