CHAPTER ONE

The lights went off, suddenly things started falling apart. I tried to save the mirror, which was dangling on the nail but before I could reach it, it crashed!

NoOooOo!I shouted with my eyes closed, but when I opened them again I was on my bed in House No Ad5, Ashaley Botwe, Accra.

Was I dreaming?

Not convinced, I got out of the bed and went to check where my mirror usually hangs and there it was, safe and sound. I hugged it and sighed. Thank God it was just a dream.

I eat, drink and speak right in front of my mirror. Did I just hear you say ‘’like seriously’’? lol… yeah like seriously. My best friend is the mirror and per my dream and how I reacted, you should know how deep my love for it is.

Each time I sit in front of it, I have a story to tell about how my day went, who I saw and everything that happened during the day. (standing Akimbo, right in front of the mirror)

‘’My dear Mirror,

‘’It's Saturday again and like always, I've washed, scrubbed my bathroom and prepared enough food for the week. Whew! I'm so tired. I wish I could spend the whole day under the shower, but no! There's one more thing I have to do.

(Cleaning a drop of water rolling down the face)

‘’I need to visit the salon to get my hair done. Tomorrow is Sunday, remember?

Well, since it’s a Saturday and not a weekday, I might spend the rest of the day at Kwabena’s end. Don’t we miss him? Yes! And I am sure he misses us too. ‘’ (Winks)

‘’Unfortunately dear mirror, our chat has to end here. (Posing like a model) How do I look? Alluring I guess! I'm off to the salon to get my hair done, please don’t miss me too much. Take care of my little sister, because I know she will be here and as usual to smear powder all over you’’.

‘’Kisses!’’