The Mirror's Shadow

Ever felt a chill that has no explanation? My grandmother always warned me about mirrors after dark.

Said they show you things that aren't really there. Things you can't unsee.

I never believed her. Until last night. Alone in my bathroom, just the dim glow

of my phone. I looked up. In the mirror, behind my own reflection, was a shadow.

Too tall, too still, right at my shoulder. My breath caught. I spun around.

Nothing. Just the empty tiles. But when I turned back, my reflection… it

was staring at the wall. And the shadow behind it was smiling, directly at *me*.