A Haunting Question

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I know you’re there watching, though I can’t see you.  I hear the door creak open, the floorboards groan, the whispers in the night.

I tell myself I’m imagining things, but then I see your face in the mirror where mine should be.

And I wonder, who’s haunting who?

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This was written for Day 17 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“.  See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.