The Hall of Mirrors by B.A. Sears (Cuz I'm so BA)
"You guys! Seriously? Out of all the rides and attractions here, you want me to go with you through the Hall of Mirrors?" The sun was sitting on the horizon,
never deciding to leave. It's seemed to sit there for months, giving everything a pinkish tinge. I squeezed through the door and was immediately blinded.
"20 bucks" the old Carney said. It hit me like a slap in the face.
"20 dollars?!" I cried. This had better be good. Paying the cackling old man felt like I was leaving a piece of myself behind. As my eyes adjusted, I looked around. There were paths everywhere surrounded by mirrors. Where did the entrance go? It disappeared!
"Hey man! Let's go this way!"
"No, this way!"
I looked around at my friends as I watched them scatter down different paths. We're all going to end up in the same place, right? Why not take my own way and compare afterwards? I could see the exit sign above the mirrors, so I knew what direction to go. I started o