Mirrors and Shadows

"Stand in front of the mirror," she says, "and tell me what you see?"

I look. "I see us," I say.

"Look harder!"

Then I see it. Our reflected forms stare back at us, my own looking slightly confused. Behind us, I see the form walking back and forth between the items of furniture. It looks, for all the world, like a silhouette of myself. It's the same height as me, the same size as me, only it is merely a shadow. I can see right through it.

I feel slightly alarmed looking at this shadow-me, but she places her hand on my arm and smiles at me and despite the prickling of the hairs on the back of my neck standing up, I feel better.

I really have no idea what this was about, or where it came from, but it was very spooky and exciting!