Me and my reflection were best friends. It all began when I was five. I was taught that your reflection copies what you. Not mine. When I said "Hi" , she said "Hello". When I waved, she smiled. I ran across the room, excitement overflowing from my eyes, as I grabbed my mother's finger with my tiny hand and dragged her towards the mirror to show the magic. But it only resulted in her patting my head and laughing. The minute my presence became the only one in the room, she told me to come close to the mirror and whispered in my ear, "KEEP THIS SECRET BETWEEN US " My heart jumped with excitement , because I have a secret and a best friend. We grew up together. We shared jokes and pains. People thought I was either weird for staring at my reflection or utterly obsessed with myself. But I didn't care because I have a blessing. Until things started to change. Until one day, she casually told me that I was lucky since I could walk outside and meet people while she was stuck as a reflection. I brushed it off by assuring her that I will always be with her. I believed she was here just to be my friend, that she revolved under my control because she is my reflection. And before I knew it, I became the centre of attention. I tuned into a cunning person snatching fame, my urge to become the prettiest and best kept growing. It got to the point that I would do anything to get it. Until one day, on my 18th birthday, she told me to come close. I moved close and within a flick of second , I was inside the mirror and she was out. I kept banging on the glass while she kept staring into my soul and I realized that I became the reflection. The smile on her face was not the one I had seen before. I realized I didn't notice the birth of jealousy and ego in her. I didn't notice the disturbance in her voice and whispers. I didn't realize I was being the puppet. "Why now? Why not before?" I screamed, my voice dripping with the pain of betrayal. "Oh dear, I didn't want to do all the hard work. You did a great job. Thank you." "Traitor, you liar!" I screamed again. But she only laughed and said, "Isn't this what you want? I helped you be famous but you yourself let me control you. You handed the power to me sweetheart. You became a slave of your own mind." She was right, it was my fault all along. I helplessly watched her walk away with my life and my future. I let the tears roll down my face until my vision was taken over by black clouds. I woke up in a body that is not mine. I suddenly turned into a little girl with soft hair and chubby cheeks and I touched them. I looked outside the glass and saw myself in a completely different place. The door opened and a little girl walked in. She saw me in the mirror and gasped. I realized she had black hair, chubby cheeks, red frock and blue hat like me. I was her reflection. That's when it struck me. I am given a chance to escape. This is an opportunity I can't let go to waste. I called her close and whispered, "KEEP THIS SECRET BETWEEN US." I saw her eyes twinkling with the same excitement as I had. All I had to do was wait and hope she is weak and will let me control her. And she will soon realize the her first betrayal will be from herself.