My friends all say that they can talk to their reflections in mirrors. That it talks back to them.
I'd say that's absurd.
"No way a reflection's going to talk," I scoffed to my mirror that day. "Bunch of lunatics, they are."
Then I saw myself move. No. My reflection moved.
It then grinned at me darkly, "Nope, just you." And it walked away, disappearing from the mirror.
I've never seen it since.
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