The voices had always been with her. She tried to tell there was more to her than met the eye but no one believed her. Oh, people responded in all the right places and assured her all was fine but she knew she was not alone. She was labeled odd, but no one offered to help free her from the voices.
The wrinkled lady at the open air flea market assured her the mirror was magic. Even if it wasn't, she knew the perfect spot in her home for this intriguing antique mirror.
Gently she unwrapped the mirror near the chosen spot in her room.
One glance into the mirror confirmed she was not crazy, the voices were real and now she had the proof.