Knocking Coming From the Mirror

I woke up to hear knocking on glass. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes from a short night of rest. As I cracked my neck, I looked around to see where the knocking was coming from, but couldn’t see anything or anyone. I looked out the window because I would assume that could be the only place for it to be but nothing was there. I was about to lay back down when I heard it again. My head shot straight up and looked ahead at the mirror. I rubbed my eyes in case I was imagining it, but I could still see the vibrations from the knocks. I began to make my way to the full body length mirror and hoped this wasn’t happening. Standing there not knowing exactly what to do, I knocked on the glass three times. Then came three more knocks. I jumped back in fear, but was still curious as to what was knocking. I decided to knocking again and the same thing happened again. Then I heard a girl’s voice that said, “Hello? Can you hear me?” So many things had started to race through my mind.

“Hello, I can hear you,” I said.

“This is great! Can I open the mirror?” Open the mirror?

“Ah, I can’t open the mirror.”

“How come?”

“Because it’s a mirror.” After having to say that, I felt like there was some sort of trick being played on me.

“Of course it opens, silly! You just have to unlatch it.”

“And where exactly would that be?”

“It should be on the right side.” I looked with not so much hope, but in deed saw the latch. I hesitated for a moment.

“You’re not going to hurt me, are you?”

“No! Just open it already.” I did as she said and watched as the mirror actually opened like a door. I stepped back in anticipation and saw a troll looking girl come out.

“Am I glad to be out of there.” My eyes widen as I watched the blueish purple girl the height of a toddler spoke. “What? Is there something on me?”

“No…”

“Well what’s your problem them?”

“It’s just that… I’ve never seen anyone like you before. And the fact that you just came out of a mirror.”

“Oh, hehe! You’ll get used to it.” She began to stare at me like I was the weird looking one. “You’re much taller than I remember.”

“What do you mean you remember?”

“Okay, I’ll just say it now. Casper, you come from a land called Neptwaun.”

“Neptwaun?” At this point, I had to be dreaming.

“Yep, and you’re parents used to be the king and queen there. Sadly they’re gone now, but you’re supposed to finally come back and claim your rightful heir.”

“Heir?”

“Good, you’re following along, now come with me,” she said and grabbed my hand to lead me into the mirror. I pulled back.

“Whoa, where are you taking me?”

“I’m taking you back where you came from.”

“I didn’t come from anywhere, except for here.”

“No, you come from Neptwaun. Now come on,” she said tugging at my arm. It was almost cute to see her struggle.

“No, I think I’ll stay here.” I crossed my arms and planted my feet to the ground. The girl troll went behind and tried as much as she could to push my forward, but failed each time. She finally gave up.

“Will you please come with me?”

“Why? This all seems like some joke or a dream. I’ve grown up my entire life in this town. Why would I go with some girl troll who I don’t even know the name of, if I might mention. And she expects me to go through a mirror to some place called Neptwaun?”

“First of all, you haven’t grown up here. Second of all, my name’s Tabitha. And third, yes.” I shook my head in disbelief. “Haven’t you always wondered why you can’t remember an of your childhood?” She was actually right about that. I grew up wondering who my parents were, why I couldn’t remember anything distinctly about my childhood, who I was really. “I promise you’ll be able to find out everything if you come with me. You don’t have to, but I know you would love to find out everything about yourself and your parents. And if you don’t come this time, there’ll be a lot more stubborn trolls to come and get you.” We looked at each other and she grabbed my hand once again. I followed her down a dark tunnel and eventually came to the end. The air was fresh and cool. Everywhere except for the past was covered in green plants along with many colorful flowers. “Casper, this is Neptwaun.”

“It’s beautiful.”

“Neptwaun is known for it’s beauty in nature. It’s where most trolls live, in fact.”

“Where are we going now?” I asked.

“I’m taking you to our leader, Solomon.” We continued down the path and eventually came to what I assumed would be where Tabitha was from. “This is Bellow Lagoon, it’s where Solomon lives.” We walked up a few steps and stopped. “Okay, you stay here and I’ll be right back.”  Tabitha entered into a giant rock house and came back out with a few other trolls.

“Casper, it is so great to see you again!” The man troll ran up and hugged me like I was a lost friend. I didn’t want to be rude, so I hugged back. “How have you been?” he asked.

“I’ve been alright.” I didn’t know what to say.

“Oh, my bad. My name is Solomon. We used to know each other a long time ago.”

“It’s nice to meet you again, but I’m having some troubles remembering you.”

“As you should. I put a spell on you to make sure you would forget everything you knew here, including your parents. Tabitha has told me that you want to know about everything.”

“Yes, I have no clue about where I came from and…”

“And who you are?”

“Yes.”

“You’re in luck then because I have all of those answers for you. Casper, are you ready to leave the only world you know behind? And to start a new one again?” This couldn’t be a dream anymore, this was real life. I had a choice to either go back to a world where I’m helpless in a sense that I would never know who I was. Or I could stay here and be shown all of the answers I wanted.

“Yes.”

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