Straight Out of a Japanese Horror Movie

Last night, I suddenly woke up when the clock read 3:00, feeling hundreds and thousands of sparks jumping all over my skin. After a few futile turnings and tossing, I finally gave up and moved myself to the bathroom, at least, that way I wouldn’t affect those who CAN sleep and ARE enjoying it, being Panda.

So I went to the bathroom, for some odd reason unconsciously picked up the hair brush and started to comb my hair in front of the mirror. After a few minutes, a strange thought sneaked into my mind: if my soul broke away from my body at that moment, what would I see: in the middle of a night, a pale woman in a long white sleeping gown, with no facial expression, slowly brushing her long black hair in front of a giant mirror, background pitch black….. This scene was so similar to a Japanese horror movie, and a chill quickly ran up my spine. Dropping the hair brush, I rushed into the bedroom, bumped into a few chairs and tables, and threw myself into the bed, feeling those sparks like blinking eyes watching me.

I eventually fell back to sleep, but this morning, waking up with the neighbors drilling noise, I shockingly found the hair brush wasn’t on the floor but leaning in the holder as usual! Only some traces of scratches noticeable on my arms proved me that it wasn’t all a dream.