My name's Charlie. And right now I'm facing the mirror. All lights were off but a candle was lit.
My reflection on the mirror was scaring the hell out of myself. I have blacks beneath my blood-shot eyes. Result of sleepless nights. But instead of sleeping, here I am. Doing a dare because of fear I would be left out by my so-called friends.
"Bloody Mary." I breathe.
A cold air almost killed the fire of the candle and the hair on the back of my neck rose. Oh gosh.
"Bloody Mary." I said for the second time.
This time I shivered. Shall I continue? Any sane person would have stop by now. But since I wasn't on my right mind I continued.
"Bloody Mary." I said for the third and last time.
The candle fell to the wet floor and rolled off. I reach down for it but I heard a strange noise so I stood up.
My eyes grew in shock. And I couldn't find my voice. I found myself face to face with Mary.
And I did what any sane person would do.
I ran.

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