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I have a friend. She lives in my house.

When I am happy, so is she.

When I cry, she cries too.

But I cannot hear her voice. My friend lives inside the mirror.

"Come out," I tell her, "we will play." She does not come out.

I am not happy. I go to sleep.

She comes out of the mirror in my sleep! And we have fun.

We play, we run, we shout and scream together.

When I talk to her, she also talks to me.

In the morning, my friend will go back into the mirror.

But I don't mind at all. We will play again in my dreams!