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Title: The Reflection's Grin
Every night, the old mirror whispered my name. Tonight, I leaned closer. My reflection smiled without me. "Finally," it said, stepping through the glass. I screamed as cold hands pulled me in. The mirror now shows an empty room—except for my smiling face staring back.

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