The Mirror part 2

A few years went by and finally
a buyer.
A professional couple and
there daughter.
They just wanted a break
from the busy city life it seemed.
Nothing went wrong,
and everything was normal.
Until Darla, the daughter
wanted to investigate the
attic.
She pulled out this mirror that
was hiding behind a crack in
the wall.
Pulled it downstairs and asked
her father if she could have it.
"Oh Jesus, Darla this thing is ugly!,
if you want I'll buy you nice
one to match your room instead."
But Darla insisted that she
have this one only.
So he cleaned it off, wondering
why she wanted such an
old ugly mirror?
But he wanted to make her happy
so he hung it on her wall.
But the minute it went
up the temperature dropped
drastically.
He walked over the thermostat to
see what was the matter.
But the gage read 75 degrees
and not a margin lower.
She he picked up the phone
and called a repair man to come
over and fix it.
In the mean time Darla
was playing dress up, prancing
around in front of her new mirror.
She thought she had seen a
shadow from behind her bed
in the mirror.
So she quickly turned around
but nothing was there.
Her father walked in and
said a repair man will be over
tomorrow to fix the heater.
Its an old house and may
need more work than we though.
As he walked out his eyes
caught the mirror goosebumps
ran over arms and an uneasy
feeling went through him.
"I can get you a nicer mirror Darla,
if you want one."
She just shook her head no.
So he walked out the door.
A few weeks had passed
sense the repair man came.
No problems were found,
no need to get a new heating
system.
As much of an relief that was,
he knew something was wrong.
The temperature dropped again,
night after night this would go on.
Always when some one was
looking through the mirror.
He went and told Darla that daddy
and mommy would return.
They need to run the store
and fix the thermostat so we
all can stay warm.
She decided to stay home sense
she had recently turned 12.
A big girl now she didn't need
to leave the house.
She ran upstairs grabbing her
mothers lipsticks and blushes.
Went to her room and started
applying them to her face,
standing in front of the mirror.
This time the shadow came into
view creeping up behind her.
She started screaming
for she knew it was coming after
her.
2 of them came one from the
mirror and one from the bed.
Slowly staggering around the room
to take Darla back to the dead.
An old womens scream
you could hear from the walls.
"Let the child go, you took me
there no need for you have her too."
But anger came over there faces.
And swooped Darla up,
Jumping through the mirror
never leaving a trace of her
disappearance.
Except her mothers lipsticks
that lay infront of the mirror.
A half hour went by and the parents
returned home.
But the house was left empty,
Darla was there and gone.
Nothing left now but a cold,
silent house.
And that oh so ugly death mirror.