Hello, I'm Adam. Have you ever had a nightmare? I had one so bad that it still haunts me
today; I went to exit my bedroom, but my door was locked! I sat on my bed and
decided to close my eyes. When I opened them, I was on my bed,
but, it wasn't in my room. The walls and floors were covered in mirrors. My nightmare has
never stopped. In this world everyone looks like a mirror of me.
This wasn't how it always was, I was so little when it happened. They came to my house
with little explanation. My parents, and I lived in Afghanistan at the time. We spent days
and nights working until our hands felt as if they would fall off. Each day our skin screeched in
terror as the burning sun stroked it. We could barely afford the bread on the table. When taxes
came, there wasn't anything my family could do. They showed up at our house at 3am and took
me away.
I woke up wondering what had happened, I scrambled to my feet only to find the same
mirrors as before. It felt as if I was in an empty box, all that was on the walls was my own
reflection and a clock. At noon they delivered my food. I noted the door that blended in with the
glass. Two people came in fully clothed in reflective gear, I couldn't even see their eyes
through their masks. I stayed in that room for years. I tried to escape.
Although, the door was always heavily guarded, so I was never successful. Until, one day on
my 70th birthday, it seemed too easy, I just walked out. But, I realized I shouldn't have left,
because all I knew was myself.
