Dark Mirror
A man walked into a restroom one hallows eve not knowing what he would find but another man at ease. He did his do and did what he had to do. He washed his hands looking down in peace,by the time he looked up he found a man with a chuckle sounding like he he he. The lights went out and the man found himself confused and teased.
The lights came on and the old man was not at ease. He was now facing the stall with a uneven glare from the. Out with a chuckle a laugh from a man who had the same chuckle as before.He walked out and danced and pranced and shouted with glee "I'm free I'm free a busto upon the a Dark mirror of magic and tricks for thee.Out with a last chuckle he came and said to the HE HE HE!!!!!!!!!
Copyright © Jeffrey Lytle | Year Posted 2013
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