I woke up from my sleep suddenly feeling the need to use the toilet.
I sluggishly removed myself from the bed and made my way to the bathroom.

I noticed that my heart was beating wildly and I was feeling uneasy. After I finished doing my business, I walked to the sink to wash my face. I turned on the tap and splashed the water on my face.

I leaned on the sink feeling exhausted, as I looked forward and stared into the mirror. Wait... Since when did I have a mirror in my bathroom?
Even though that alone was creepy, I noticed that my mirror image looked strange.

With a frown I turned my head to side expecting my mirror image to do the same.

It didn't.

Something wasn't right. My heart stared beating even faster and the cool water droplets on my face had been replaced with hot sweat.

The image in the mirror began to smile, but there was nothing pleasant about the smile. It just looked demonic.

I watched in horror as the image began to morph into my and grow into my mother.

"Mum," I tried to call out but nothing came out of my mouth. The image began to smile even harder and in such a way that was inhumanly possible.

That thing was not my mother.

I tried taking a step back, when it shook its head at me. As if telling me not to move. I ignored it as I began to move back. I turned to the bathroom door and began to run towards it. When, it shut with a big bang.

I tried opening it but I found that it was locked. At this moment hot tears began to leave my eyes as I banged the door. I tried shouting for help but still nothing came out.

I felt something breathing down my neck. I stood there in horror.

"Turn around Lia," it said in my mum's voice. I shook my head, I wasn't going to turn around.

"Don't you want to see me Lia,
I'm here now. Don't be afraid," it said softly.

I felt it grip my elbow

"Turn around Lia. We are going to go away from this place, isn't that what you want?For things to be how they were," I shook my head again.

"Look at me!" It said harshly. It's grip on my elbow had tightened to the point were it was digging into my skin.

Then it turned me around with full force and slammed me against the door.

"I thought you loved me!" It shouted at my face, It's hot breath faning me in the process, but my eyes remained closed.

"Look at me. NOW!" I shook my head again. It was all I could do since I couldn't talk.

"Please look at me. please!" It begged as it slammed me repeatedly at the door. I wanted to scream at loud at the pain but I couldn't.

Then I heard it cry. The sound was  unlike anything I've ever heard and it sounded like it was in so much pain.

It released me and my back slid down the door until I was bent down in a squat.

I pulled my knees together and wrapped my arms around them as I put my head down. I felt it kneel in front of me and put it's hand on mine.

"Please Lia, just look at me. I promise I won't hurt you. I love you," I felt my resolve die as it began to unfold my arms and lift my head up.

"Open your eyes lia. I love you,"  I slowly began to open my eyes as I stared into my mother's warm brown eyes.

"I love you," she said again. I threw my hands around her as we began to hug. My shoulders were shaking with sobs, yet no sounds came out.

"There, there," she said as she rubbed circles around my back calming me down.

"I'm here," I could feel her fingers scrape at the material of my shirt.

"Don't you worry," she said in a strange voice. I felt her fingers dig into my shirt easily penetrating it and entering my skin.

"Mummy's got you," she said, her tone turning demonic. I felt pain like no other as it began to dig deeper.

I could feel its fingers graze my spinal cord. I tried to push my self away from it, my head exploding with pain at each attempt.

"Do you want to see me lia," It spoke calmly. I shook my head as I thrashed in its arms.

Suddenly It removed it's hand from me. The  sound it made was sickening, it almost made me throw up. I was in so much pain.

I felt it grab my head roughly, its fingers wet and sticky from my blood.

"Look at me Lia," it said.

And this time, I made the mistake of looking at it.