Laughter from the mirror

 There was a period of "horror movies" in my life for a while - I watched horror films and thrillers every day. Since I was living alone at home that month, no one was distracting me from it. Well, I went to bed around 3 a.m.

And then one day I went to bed as usual, turning off the light in the apartment. And suddenly, in the middle of the night, I was woken up by some strange sound - as if someone was scratching on a smooth surface. At first I thought they were cats, but they were both lying at my feet. I listened, and the sounds seemed to have stopped...

The next day, I refrained from watching horror movies. But at night, when I went to bed, I still felt uncomfortable. At about the same time as the previous night, I was woken up again by a strange sound from the hallway - I was afraid to get up, but I was sure it was coming from the mirror. It was as if someone's fingernails were slowly tracing paths on the glass. After a while, everything stopped again.

I didn't go to work in the morning, I said I didn't feel well. During the day, I noticed the strange behavior of one of the cats - he was sitting on the mirror bedside table and did not take his eyes off the reflection. It lasted about two hours.

There was a mirror in the bathroom too. Honestly, I've never been afraid to live alone before, but it's clear that horror movies began to affect my psyche - even in the shower I constantly looked out from behind the curtain at the mirror. Still, I had the nagging feeling that someone was watching me.

When I went to bed, I was very scared and it took me a while to fall asleep. And I woke up in the middle of the night, but this time from a different sound - as if from some monotonous voice. At first I thought it was the neighbors - after all, the audibility is good, but after a while I realized that the sound was coming from the hallway. I tried to listen, but everything stopped. I was very scared, I lay with my eyes closed and tried to fall asleep. In the end, I had to turn on the light to calm down a little. And around four o'clock, almost in my sleep, I thought I heard a soft chuckle.

The next morning, I decided that I would invite a friend over for a sleepover. But when I went to the bathroom, I noticed again that the cat was sitting in front of the mirror. He did not respond to either the call or the touch, as if he was mesmerized by something in the reflection.

After closing the shower curtain, I stood under the spray and closed my eyes for a second. And at the same moment, I saw-I don't know how to put it, in my head or something... - a picture: the mirror seems to reflect an empty bathroom, the curtain behind which I am standing, and then someone's face begins to loom next to the bathroom - and abruptly I saw how the lines formed into a rough, terrible grimace on the green face of some creature. I could feel it grinning, and I pulled back the curtain with a scream.

There was no one there. But I was trembling-I couldn't have imagined it, I felt like there was something in the mirror. I don't remember getting dressed and running out of there, but I do remember the eerie feeling of being watched, waiting for something...

Before my mother's arrival, I tried not to stay at home alone.

But even now, as I walk past the mirror, I can swear that I sometimes hear light chuckles.

And the cat still sits on the bedside table for hours, thoughtfully examining something in the mirrored depths...