It was an indescribable dream.
I was in a circular room, surrounded by mirrors. I looked both different and the same.
They looked like me. They all wore that same blue sweater and gray shorts. They all had their hair up in a bun and glasses lopsided.
But, they didn't seem like me. One looked at me with these very sad eyes. She looked so tired and depressed; I had to force myself to look away.
One looked at me with a murderous gleam. She sported a mad glint in her eyes and a determined expression as if she wants me to die. I immediately averted my eyes, not daring to look back.
One wasn't looking at me. She was busy. She was making calls with a cell phone (unsurprisingly) just like mine. Knowing there was not much to see, I turned to look at the next reflected "me".
One looked me up and down in disgust. I immediately felt insecure. She looked at me with such contempt and disdain, that I had to look down and look away.
One was crouched in a corner, hugging her knees to her chest. One quick peek was all I gave her, before she buried her face. She was shaking with fright and so I looked no more.
One looked at me, giving me a curious one over. I felt like a piece in a science exhibit. It was unnerving how she seemed to analyze every inch of me, so I had to move on to the next one.
One was smiling brightly and waving at me. She had a healthy glow around her and her aura was so happy I also had to smile.
The last one sent chills to my bones, greater than the murderous reflection. This one was staring at me and I saw nothing in her eyes. She was like a corpse. She felt dead.
Looking back, I now wonder... Which one of them was really me?