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her position next to the doorway. Her mother was too busy looking at her reflection in the mirror lost in her own thoughts and was barely noticing the havoc behind her.
     
    “Sienna, listen to your sisters.” She sighed as if she were a five-year-old not finishing her vegetables.
    “What? Just stop talking please? All of you!” Sienna begged as she gripped her temples with her hands.
    “See mom this is exactly what I was talking about! She has so much attitude! She doesn’t even listen!” Meredith snapped. Her brown eyes looked crazed and deranged. Sienna even in her dysfunctional trembling state abstractedly wondered if her sister was heavily intoxicated. Her words sounded slurred. In fact the room looked a little blurry. There were in fact two Meredith’s and two Cora’s. Sienna was surrounded by four of the same angry brown-eyed button-nosed round face. She could’ve sworn she had nightmare of this once. It felt as though she had walked in to a dark house of mirrors except each mirror reflected a different family member. What was happening? She thought frantically.
     
    “This is all your fault.” Cora sneered once more. “It was past midnight, Mom and Dad had gone to their bedroom. They were talking about you!” Meredith hissed and put her hands on her hips filling up most of the mirror.
     
    “Your father died worrying where you were!”
    Sienna spun around to find an identical glass mirror containing her distraught mother in it. She was still wearing her black dress and black veil. She could see the large streaks of black mascara that ran down her bitter scowling face. “Mommy I-“ Sienna gulped and began to explain herself but was interrupted by a younger girly voice trapped in another mirror beside her.
    “Did you do it, Sienna? Did you kill our Daddy?” she stood there in her black dress with a ribbon in her hair and a brown teddy bear clutched in her right hand that their father had won for her at a carnival a few years back. Sienna started breathing heavily as her family started wailing all around her. She was trapped at the center of them for she was the center and root problem of their pain and grief.
     
    “MURDERER!” they wailed and screeched. Sienna looked frantically at them all they all had large streaks of mascara running from their eyes down their cheeks. But it was dark rich red mascara. Blood? Sienna felt sick as they continued wailing. She screamed at them to stop and crouched forward with her head in her hands.
     
    “Its all in your head. It’s just a nightmare or something! Wake up, just wake up!” she screeched before she was engulfed in darkness. That was the last thing Sienna remembered from that day. She woke up the next morning in her bed. Apparently Sienna had become frantic and started screaming random things at her family until she eventually passed out on the floor or so that’s what Candice had told her.
     
    “Helloooo! Earth to weirdo! How long have you been sorting Dad’s old junk out for? You’ve been down here for ages!” Meredith stood in front of her clothed in her pajamas and sporting her usual frown on her face. Sienna yawned and stretched before replying.
     
    “I don’t know. I guess I lost track of time.”
    Meredith gave her a look of scorn and made her way back to the house. She had only come to check if her annoying sister hadn’t snuck out to meet lover-boy. Sienna had only one box left hidden at the back of the garage in a cupboard she didn’t even know existed. Everything was so dusty and filthy in there. She took out what looked like an old shoebox. She warily opened the lid praying there weren’t any creepy crawlies in there waiting to take a chomp out of her. Luckily no such thing pranced out. What was in there was far more mindboggling than a couple of critters. There were letters. Love letters to be exact. They looked old. Who the hell wrote letters these days? She mumbled to herself as she scuffled through the box.
    The letters were