"Mirrors".... The purpose of a mirror is to reflect us.... Means, we can see ourselves on it. Why am I saying this? You'll understand.

"That's straight up dumb! I don't believe it! Stop talking about it now..." I said quite annoyed.
"But, what if it's true--" my mum started.
"Well, will you abandon me if that's true?"
"NO NO, I don't mean that... Why would I abandon you--"
"Then stop buzzing around my ears about that thing--- OH, HELL NO!"
I was so disturbed about an incident that I carelessly broke a mirror.
"WHY ARE YOU SO CARELESS?!" My mum was angry now.
"Oh my....that thing--- I can't get it out of my head...." I sighed and walked inside my room.
"We need to get a new mirror?" My mum asked.
"I guess so....."
A fortuneteller or rather an "idiot" fortuneteller told me that I am evil.... that's why black is my favourite colour. And as I am "evil" I can't see my reflection in any new mirror brought to our house. Such idiotic stuff, isn't it?
But not to mention....I was not feeling right when he was sprinkling some sort of "holy water" on me. Saying this might help the devil go out of me. Why did I say I was not feeling right? That was legit BURNING my skin.
Well I don't believe in stuff like those anyways so I don't care. But my mum was continuously talking about the same topic over and over.....disgusting.
The next day,
"Hey, are you doing anything important?" My father asked me.
"Why?"
"You can come with me to pick up the mirror I booked yesterday."
"Well, no... I'm fine. Besides, I have a lot of work to do as I'm having an exam today."
"Oh ok I guess.....By the way, are you still thinking about that person?"
"Er-"
" Get him out of your head, it's ok, he's an idiot right? Haha"
"Yeah right"
"Good"
My father left.
I don't know why....I dont even believe in things like those but I just can't stop thinking this. Anyways, he also told me to not wear black as it is my "unlucky" colour. I wore black later today and got full marks In my exam today so...he got out of my head. That's seriously so dumb--
"Hey! Come here quickly! I got the mirror!" My father arrived.
"Coming!"
"Isn't it so cool? Look at that frame! Good thing you broke the old mirror or your mum would never let me buy a new one."
"Huh?! What did you say?!" My mum heard it.
"N-nothing hehe"
"The frame is really beautiful" Said I
"But-"
My mum was freaking out.
"WHERE'S YOUR REFLECTION?!"