Through the Looking Glass AHW Wed.

 
Chapter 1
     I leaned forward to the mirror not knowing what lay beyond it. All I saw was my reflection but as I looked harder I saw more. I edged closer and closer, wondering if it was all a hallucination. But, no, it was not! I drew so close until my nose tough it. That instead of feeling a flat, sleek surface… I felt a watery, magic screen, it made my toes tingle. I was bold, so I stood up on the mirror stand and pressed my hand against my looking glass. A different kind of warmth heated my hand. My left hand was not in my mirror image, it was in my very own wonderland. As my curiosity grew, I crept closer into my wonders. Only one more step and this regular Saturday afternoon would turn into a remarkable, once-in-a-life-time, adventure.
  I closed my eyes, and took that tiny step, which marked me like 10 miles would. Inside all of the hope and happiness of going through the glass… Fear lingered, for what was not seen lay beyond.