"...Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me, searching my reaches for what she really is..." Mirror by Sylvia Plath.

Write a (creative) story or poem that has to do with mirrors. It can be deep, sad, happy- however you see a mirror, and what it means to you (or if it doesn't mean anything to you). Take a moment to think about it. *400 words max!

Exactly as the prompt suggests!

Write a short story, any length, based on a single color, multiple colors, or a lack thereof! Can be any genre or rating, but try to keep it PG-13 or lower.