Daily Flash Fiction 8/26/20 W/C 116
“I don’t know who that is but it’s not me.”
"Not me? Then who are you talking to? A ghost?”
The image looked at me. I looked back.
“Perhaps you are speaking to yourself as you were, or as you want to be.”
“I am speaking to myself. Quit trying to confuse me. You are me.”
The image moved to the right. I moved to the left.
“If I am you, then who am I?”
“I am myself, you are me.”
“No, you are yourself. I am you as you were a few seconds ago. You will never be that person again.”
I walked away.
The mirror spoke to me again. “Who were you talking to?”