[ WP ] Today , you went into the room your parents told you to never go in .

I was eight when I got lost here. 
 
 We were playing hide-and-seek, a game I was horrible at and a game I was determined to win at. As Sarah counted down and we all scurried away as fast as our feet could carry us. I ran to my dad's office. No one was allowed there, no one dared, no one would look for me there. 
 
 Before I knew it I was standing in front of the wooden door. The door I was never allowed past. The door my dad had forgotten to lock today. And it was at this point that I hesitated. I forced my hand to reach for the door knob and it was probably the slowest action I had ever taken. The cold metal against my skin surprised me so much I nearly pulled my hand away but at that moment something came over me. It was now or never. I tore open the door in I went. 
 
 The room was simple and yet, somehow, beautiful. A large wooden desk stretched along the far wall under a bay window with the curtains drawn. A lavish chair sat in front of it and the walls were lined with books from floor to ceiling in old dark shelving. I wanted to explore it all, I wanted to see what had always been hidden from me. 
 
 It was the'here I come' cry jerked me back into reality. I was here to hide, here to play a game, here to win. I looked over the room and wondered where a good spot would be and was immediately annoyed at how everything was in plain view. This would n't be easy. 
 
 It was then that I noticed one of the curtains hide something other than the just the windows. I rushed over, planning on squeezing behind them. I tore them aside and there stood a mirror. Disappointment spread through me as I realized I would n't fit. And my reflection echoed the anger that crossed my face. I noticed how silly I looked and laughed. Mimicing me it laughed, I raised my right hand to scratch my head and it raised it's right hand to do the same. 
 
 Then it smiled. And against my will I smiled too. 
 
 At that moment I noticed I could n't move. The boy in the mirror bowed at me and I bowed in turn. He said something, and my lips echoed,'Thank you.' The curtain dropped back in front of the mirror and everything went dark and I was all alone.
