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Mirror Mirror - Comfort
Comfort
Louisa looked in the mirror. The strange thing was happening again. But that wasn’t what was important. It looked like Jo was rather upset. ‘But what to do?’ She remembered what happened earlier, when Jo had tried to write on the mirror with that strange pen. She reached out, and the mirror rippled.
Something then happened. There was a strange pulling sensation and Louisa found herself in a room that looked like her room, but wasn’t. She then approached the crying girl.
Jo looked up as the other girl sat next to her on the bed. She sat up.
After a short while, they hugged. “You can tell me,” Louisa said. “When you’re ready.”
Jo wanted to tell her about Mia and Jesse, but she wasn’t sure how to begin.
“Something happened?” Louisa asked.
Jo nodded and more tears fell from her eyes. “Mia and Jesse,” she said, her voice breaking. “My friends, are in the hospital.”
“Oh!” Louisa let out.
Jo sobbed some more.
Louisa hugged her again.
“They were poisoned.”
“That’s not good.” Louisa said as she looked around.
“By a drum at the bottom of a well,” Jo added.
Louisa looked in the mirror. The strange thing was happening again. But that wasn’t what was important. It looked like Jo was rather upset. ‘But what to do?’ She remembered what happened earlier, when Jo had tried to write on the mirror with that strange pen. She reached out, and the mirror rippled.
Something then happened. There was a strange pulling sensation and Louisa found herself in a room that looked like her room, but wasn’t. She then approached the crying girl.
Jo looked up as the other girl sat next to her on the bed. She sat up.
After a short while, they hugged. “You can tell me,” Louisa said. “When you’re ready.”
Jo wanted to tell her about Mia and Jesse, but she wasn’t sure how to begin.
“Something happened?” Louisa asked.
Jo nodded and more tears fell from her eyes. “Mia and Jesse,” she said, her voice breaking. “My friends, are in the hospital.”
“Oh!” Louisa let out.
Jo sobbed some more.
Louisa hugged her again.
“They were poisoned.”
“That’s not good.” Louisa said as she looked around.
“By a drum at the bottom of a well,” Jo added.