I never wanted it to be this way.

It was not in my interest to push everyone I knew away. Although my condescendingly sarcastic tone was in my nature to begin with, this was not the reason I ended up alone.

Nor was it to do with my bitter, baneful attitude or my lack of a likeable personality. No. Not completely. Those were all things I’d carried with me my entire life and not once did it cause me an issue larger than not being able to find anyone to tolerate me.

Until that one night, where I decided to piss the wrong people off…and now I’m paying for it.

I stare at the piercing light reflecting off the dusty old mirror and onto the wall. It’s getting brighter. Yes, much brighter. I don’t even notice the ugly peeling wallpaper in the corner anymore.

Dust falls from from the ceiling. They’re getting closer now and it’s only a matter of time before they find me; this is the end of the road for me.

I take one last shaky breath and clench my fists in an attempt to hide the tremble that’s suddenly overtaken my body, despite the fact there was no one left to hide from.

Then, in a pathetic leap, I disappear into the mirror.

Forever.