One week ago, at around three in the morning, I crept downstairs to get a glass of water. I didn't want to wake anyone up, and the door to my parents' room was open, so I didn't turn on the light on the landing. As I went downstairs, I felt something sticky on the underside of my foot. I shrugged it off, before I realised...
That I'd probably spilled some tea while carrying it upstairs and mum would kill me in the morning.
Anyway, I went downstairs, being careful not to trip, poured myself a glass of water and ran back upstairs. I tiptoed into my own room and turned on the light. Then, I screamed.
Because I'd seen my own face in the mirror.
JK, no scary experiences here, move along, folks.
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