Doppelbanger : Scary Stories – Short Horror Story

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When you look in the mirror, do you love what you see? Needless of that fact, you will find some traits within you that you admire.

Me? I hate looking at myself. Scruffy hair like Stig of the dump. Wide shaped eyes. Flat nose with the scar in the middle. Misshapen teeth. Small ear lobes. I could go on.

I know people say that beauty is only skin deep, that you should love yourself for who you are, not what you look like. But, try as I might, I can’t love myself.

I trawl through beauty magazines. Page after page of glamour people I only wish I could be like. I’ve even cut some of them out and made a picture of what I would truly like to look like.

I thought, maybe I could better myself. Make myself beautiful with surgery, but I’m too scared.

Now imagine this. Finding your doppelganger.

Now imagine this. Falling in love with them.

Weird right?

Alan looks identical to me. Weird eyes. Small lobes. Misshapen teeth.

And would you believe that he fell for me the moment he looked at me. How he saw an attraction in his reflection is a wonder to me. Where I see imperfection, he sees beauty.

We’ve been dating for two months now. Two long months. Every time I look at him, I’m reminded of my ugliness. But not anymore.

I drugged Alan last night and with the aid of a knife and some other features belonging to other people I’ve killed and skinned. I’ve finally found the look I’ve been longing for.

Alan is beautiful now. Even if he doesn’t agree. And what’s better is I don’t have to worry about surgery or making myself look better. Because all I have to do is look at Alan. My doppelbanger, and know how beautiful I can be.