MirrorsSo...I've been thinking...About mirrors.We've all heard that mirrors are solid, and that we can't go through solids, correct?What if the only reason we can't go through mirrors is because the person standing on the other side, our reflection, as we call it, is blocking us?But why, would it be blocking us?Could it be from the other side of the world that we don't know or understand, and it's trying to keep ourself from getting hurt on the other side because of all the pain and the sorrow in the reverse world?I thought to myself, but I'm already in a terrible world. Everybody hates, someone is always getting hurt, sorrow mixed with grief..I'm already in the bad world.But wait..What if I'm the reflection? What if we all are?
Do Not Read ThisAllow me to analyze you in a single word: Disobedient. All of this could have been avoided if you had just heeded my instructions, to not read this. You have disobeyed, and bad, bad things happen to those who disobey.I will give you one last chance to redeem yourself. If you fail to do this, things will happen to you. I'm not going to tell you what, I'd rather it was a surprise.So here is my request: Forget that you read this. Completely erase it from your mind. You will have 24 hours to forget this entire text. If you think about this moment at all after that time period, certain things will happen.Go.
Split Personality"Split Personality"Can you hear meI'm trying so hardTo reach out to youBut you can't tellYou may not see meOr hear what I sayBut know thisI know everything of youDon't be afraidI will comfort youIn any way I canAll you have to do is listenYou may not rememberThe time that we sharedWhen you were so youngAnd abused by so manyYou saw someone come towards youAnd extended their handLittle did you know, as you accepted itThey would stay with youThey helped you through itYou needed a friendBut you started to learnWhat exactly to avoidQuickly, you learnedBut you couldn't escape it allThey hurt you every single dayBut not always physicalFeelings hurtPride is goneChildhood innocence ripped awayFrom your weakened graspThe blood and the bruisesThe lies and the painWhen you hurt, your body achedYou want to end what startedYou felt it was your faultThis happened because of youTrust me, it's not how it worksYou did no wrong to themThey felt anger at the sight