Who am I? Who are you?


Mia Dinunzio '24, Author

She was standing right in front of me.
Adrenaline imprisoned me inside and I couldn’t move.
No…not again.
How has she come back?
The mirror in front of me reflected the truth, a transpicuous crystal.
Her blood stained mask hid that devilish smile.
In the bottom of my rapidly beating heart I knew she was there.
She never left.
Fear consumed me.
You could even hear the faint sound of the washing machine turning off… “ding.”
“Did you miss me darling?”
My words echoed in my ears like a never ending, pitch black cave.
My god, what have I done…