Doppelganger Of My Mother In The Mirror

When I was 8 years old, I was really into ghost stories, superstitions, basically anything to do with paranormal activity. I devoured ghost stories and horror books like they were going out of style. One of the books I read, I believe it was called, "The Dictionary of Superstitions," said that long ago, unmarried girls would look into a mirror at the stroke of midnight to catch a glimpse of their future husbands. Being that it was October, close to Halloween, I was curious to try it out, but also afraid to do it by myself. I was terrified of the "Bloody Mary" thing, and didn't want to see anything TOO scary in the mirror.

One weekend night, my mom agreed to do it with me, mostly just to humor me. That night, we didn't see anything in the mirror except for our own reflections. Almost a month later, sometime in November, I saw the image of my mother in our bathroom mirror while walking down the hallway. I had been coming out of my bedroom, looking down at my feet, when I noticed light reflecting off the dark carpet. I looked up to see where the light was coming from. It was coming FROM the mirror in our darkened bathroom. In the mirror was my mom. She was only there from the shoulders up, as though she was sitting right in front of the other side of the mirror. I looked for a couple of seconds, and continued walking down the hallway towards the living room, passing up the bathroom and the image of my mother. After a few minutes, I decided to go back to my room and repeat my actions to see if I would get the same result. I walked back to my bedroom, waited for a second or two, and walked back out, looking in the bathroom mirror as I passed. This time the mirror looked dark and "empty," as though someone or "something" was gone, if that makes any sense. About 10 minutes later, when I came back out from my bedroom, I saw it again. It was exactly the same as before, the light actually came FROM the mirror. It looked more as though I was looking through a window than a mirror. This time, I stood gazing at the mirror long enough to note that my mom's eyes looked dead, no light reflecting from them at all. Even though she was looking at me, it seemed like she didn't notice me at all, it was more like she was looking through me. I also noticed that the light coming from the mirror was the same dingy, yellowish light that she has in her bedroom; it's a very distinct light that is only in her bedroom. At that point I thought she was playing a prank on me, and backed up a few steps to her bedroom to catch her in the act. For the first time in my life, her bedroom door was closed. Trying to be quiet, I slowly opened her door, and found her asleep on her bed with a V.C. Andrews book. After I closed her door back up, her image was still in the bathroom mirror when I turned back to look.

I'm now in my 20s and still live in the same house. Although I've never seen anything again in that mirror, that bathroom door remains closed whether occupied or not. My mother, who also grew up in this house, says that she was frightened of our dark hallway as a child, and used to run down it to reach her bedroom, even though it hasn't happened since, the memory of it makes me very uneasy. I know there's a theory about astral projection that you can leave your body while meditating or asleep, and sometimes others can feel or even see you at the time. Another possibility I've thought of is that when her and I looked into the mirror to see my "soulmate" that I saw her a month later because, even though I'm now happily married, I've known my mom my entire life, we've been through a lot together, and she's my best girl friend. My mom doesn't like to discuss paranormal matters, because it scares her. So if you have any experiences in this, ghosts in mirrors, doppelgangers, or any comments or questions I'd love to here from you. Thank you for your time and God bless.