A Quick Short Story: Reflection

Reflection

broken mirror

Every morning he stood looking in the bathroom mirror. With each new morning, he grew to hate the reflection he saw more and more. He hated the man who was looking back at him – the man doing nothing with his life; going nowhere.

He wanted to change that man, so he smashed the mirror.

Shards of mirror fell into the sink and over the bathroom counter. He looked into them. The reflection was different now. He saw a face that was new. Maybe this was the man he had been looking for. Maybe this man would make something of his life.

In the scattered shards of the broken mirror, the man looked something like a monster, but at least the reflection was different now.

3 Comments

  1. Saw this over on G+ and thought I’d give it a read. My first thought is that there are too many repeated words for such a short story. As a reader, that’s disconcerting to me, but the bigger issue is this: by the end of the story I don’t know anything more about the man than I knew at the beginning.

    I think there’s a LOT of potential here. Get into his head instead of just telling us what he sees. Will he embrace his inner monster and — instead of just going nowhere — commit himself to a downward spiral? Or is he horrified by the realization, deciding to to pull himself up by his bootstraps?

    Anyway, that’s my two cents. Hope you find it helpful. Keep up the good work!

    If you have any urge, no matter how small, to check out my blog, I’d like to hear your thoughts on my own writing. I also have the first four chapters over at WattPad — http://www.wattpad.com/story/4178743-empires-of-truth-working-title

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    • Thanks for stopping by! I appreciate the feedback. 🙂

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      • I agree with agwallace. Continue work on the piece, it has some really great potential. Help me care about this character

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