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Fanfic: dans la mémoire du susie

Chapter 1: Unexpected Beauty

[Saturday, 1:00 p.m.]

"Susie? Susie, are you there?" my voice came from the answering machine, faintly audible from the entryway where Susie stood, gazing at herself in the mirror. Susie was a pretty girl, tall, with dark brown hair. Her skin was fair, and her eyes were a surprisingly bright shade of green. She'd been told by many people that she was pretty, beautiful, attractive, sexy, and all those other things that people tell women who are easy on the eyes, but she'd never really noticed it herself, until a few days ago.

Every time she looked into this mirror, as she walked through the foyer of her new home, it made her feel beautiful. She watched herself in the mirror, running her fingers through her hair, watching its sheen. It almost seemed to get more luxurious as she watched. The doorbell rang, breaking the spell. She turned to the door seeing the silhouette of her mother outside the etched glass oval. She opened the door, "Mom! Come in, come in! You have to see my new home! Isn't it wonderful! And the best part, I'm renting it almost completely furnished! You should see the great furniture!"

Her mother smiled, handing her a wrapped housewarming gift, "It's a wonderful house, Honey! Why don't you show me the place, and we can go to lunch."


[Sunday, 1:00 a.m.]

Susie gazed at herself in the mirror, admiring her own beauty. She had set up candles around the foyer, and stood watching herself. It was so unusual for her to feel so beautiful, so confident, and she couldn't help thinking that it was the mirror. It made her feel so wonderful, so good about herself.

She picked up her hairbrush - her silver hairbrush, a gift from her grandmother - and started brushing her hair. It was so beautiful, so full, so soft and shiny...perfect. It was the hair she'd always wanted.

She continued brushing her hair, smoothing it with her hands after the brush ran through it. It really was perfect. As she continued to brush her beautiful hair, the face in the mirror changed, and she saw someone else, brushing her hair - Susie's hair, now. Her eyes narrowed to glare at this imposter who dared to take her hair, which she loved so dearly - even though it had only been hers for a few minutes now. As she watched, the girl's hair changed, becoming Susie's hair - her "old" hair. And then, strangely, the girl started to choke. Susie watched in horror as the girl clutched at her throat, gasping for air. It was over so quickly Susie barely knew what had happened, and the face staring back at her from the mirror was her own.

"What an awful dream," she through to herself, shivering. All the candles had extinguished themselves, and she wondered how long she'd been asleep. Stretching, she went upstairs to bed.

 

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