"the mirror" prt 3

We finally reach grandmas house as the sunset appeared. Her house is like any old little brick two story house would be. It had a small white door with one window on each side of it. You could tell that some of the brick needed to be replaced, but not as bad as the roof. The roof looked like it was fixing to cave in on the whole thing. On the secong floor was a small window that with a balcany. As i got out of the car. That nasty feeling came back to me. I looked at the second floor balcany. "Aunt Luna and I always went up there and watched he stars at night."my mother replied while placing a hand on my shoulder. As i walked away i could here my father saying, "Don't forget Molly, thats where we first meet." I didn't turn around, but i could here them kissing from behind. "Get a room!" I yelled at them. I was already in the house when he whispered something in my mothers ear to make her giggle.
It has been a year or so since i was in this house last. i walked to the living room and saw most of the stuff gone. i thought, "well, Aunt Luna must have already came here. thanks god i don't have to see her." Right behind me was my parents already deciding on the things that need to go and need to stay. I walked around the house until i came to the stairs. I looked up at them and started my way up. The stairs sounded like they each had to make noisy just so they can be annoying. There was only three rooms up here. That was the bathroom, the closet, and the spare bedroom.
I went to the bedroom to find the mirror sice it was anywhere down stairs. When I opened the door, there it was right in front of me. It was exactly how i remebered it. Old,and dusty with a drape over it. I tried to look under the drape when i was little one day. My grandma stopped me and said in a tough voice, "John, no matter what, you will never look under this sheet as long as I'm alive. Do you understand?" Well I was about eight at the time, so I deffinintly didn't look. The mirror felt like it was just calling my name. Yurning for me to take off the sheet.As I walked closer my hand started to tremble and shake. My heart started to exslerate and sweat poured down my hand. As I put one hand on the sheet. I took a huge breath. Then pulled the sheet down. To my surprise it was only me and nothig else. No grandma and certainly no other me. I put one hand on the mirror. My reflextion did the same. "What the hell is my grandma talking about? Switch what?" I said to myself. as those words came out of my mouth another car drove into the driveway. I went to the window and saw my Aunt Luna getting out of her car. "What does she want now?" I thought.