User blog:PeaceLoveAgentP/PLAP's 200 Story Challenge

Yeah that's right. Just like Fossy and Goth, I'm gonna do the 200 Story Challenge. Prepare yourselves. Some are random with no story, others are potential scenes in future stories (or current stories...), and others are ideas for my possible diary series. So without further ado (ya know, "ado" is a weird word), let's begin!

75. Mirror
[this is a scene from my potential series (Bobbi's POV)]

I entered Jessie's room feeling remorse. It felt wrong to take advantage of these kids. They don't have to take me under their wing, yet they gladly obliged. I felt as though they had to. Only Phineas was thinking regret, but I knew better.

Jessie's room was completely a mess. I ain't trying to be mean, but it's true. Papers, highlighters, and other objects I did not know were strewn everywhere. She had many pets. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea. I can't stay in a room with fresh blood at every corner.

While the light was still on, I saw a mirror. Reluctantly, I turned to it. I saw every detail of the room, including Jessie's messy green hair surrounding her as she crawled into bed. Every part, except me. I couldn't help it. I started tearing up. No reflection. I know, I shouldn't live my life in a mirror, but that's not why. Ryan had killed me. I was no longer alive. My life is literally over. And I have the lack of a reflection to prove it.