It was a small, circular, mysterious mirror. When Eric picked it up, he saw his crystal clear reflection, enhanced by the smooth, silver glass. He looked up out of the old boxes he was rummaging through to find the rest of his dimly lit garage. He could hear kids playing outside and he rubbed his hands together, trying to remove the sting of the bitter cold. He picked up the mirror, and took it into …showed first 75 words of 1685 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1685 total…he reaches for the mirror he hears his mother calling him. "What mom? What do you want?" "Do you want anything from McDonalds?" "I'm not hungry right now!" In those few seconds the mirror had disappeared without a trace. Was it all in the mirror or in the mind? Could it have been some sort of spiritual sign of some sort? Or did this kid Eric have a really creative imagination. Nobody will ever know.