The Reflected Ghost

I don't know when it started, and I don't know if it is real or just my fevered imagination.

I don't know.

I'm not sure.

I keep feeling something behind me when I look in the mirror, sometimes I see something, and sometimes it's just a blurred vision of me.

I'm now a solitary person, almost like a hermit.

I used to socialise but I began to feel less and less welcome when I socialised.

People told me I was liked in private, but when I was out with a group, I felt more and more excluded, so eventually I stopped. I don't think anyone noticed.

Now it's just me and this mirror and this presence.

I look in the mirror and there are sometimes two figures and sometimes one, and all look like ghosts.

I spoke to a doctor about my situation, and he made some suggestions, prescribed some medication and referred me to a specialist.

I feel that I am fading, but even the specialists and former friends just tell me to stop messing and get myself sorted.

I look in the mirror and realise that I am becoming a ghost.

The specialist said that a place has been prepared for me, a place without mirrors.

My friends when they phone me, tell me it will be good for me, and they will come and see me.

I know they won't but I can't say anything.

They are here.

I will be taken to another place, and will completely disappear.

I will become a ghost, a distant reflection in a black mirror.