Blueberries for your reflection are for your momther

            Reflection
      
      I was wandering through the woods as I usually did every afternoon. I was gathering blueberries for my mother’s pie. She liked to bake pies every single day with fresh blueberries, and I loved mother almost as much as I loved her pies. The patch was made of golden brick and it led straight to the one blue berry bush in the entire woods.

            I made it to the end of the brick road to find the bush void of berries. I searched all around the bush, and I found no berries anywhere on it. I looked underneath, and there was a squirrel with blue covering his entire face. “How could you do this?” I said.

            The squirrel laughed. “If it is blue berries that you seek, then go to the river for all that you can eat.”

            Despite the fact that I wasn’t really in the best shape to go down to the river, and mother had told me on several occasions to never go down to the river, I skipped down there. Once I made it down to the river, I saw a blue berry bush on the other side. It made my mouth water and the sheer thought of a blueberry pie. I pulled off my shirt and pants and hung them in a tree.

            Then as I went to step in the water, I saw my reflection. “Don’t do it,” he said.

            “But I want the pie,” I said back.

            “If you try to swim across this river, you will die,” the reflection said.

            “How so? It doesn’t look that deep,” I said back. You moved forward into the water until you were up to your navel.

            The reflection appeared in front of you again. “The current will pull you along, and you will drown.”

            “I’ll just be stronger than the river,” I said back to him. You moved closer until you were up to your chest in water, and you could feel the reflection pulling at your legs. “Stop trying to trick me, I can make it across the river.”

            “Child, I am not trying to trick you. I’m merely warning…”

            “I said stop trying to pull me in.” I took another step into the water, and I couldn’t hold me ground. The reflection pulled me into the water, and the water started to course into my lungs. I found it hard to stay above the water, but I saw my reflection move out of the water carrying berries. He waved at me, and everything turned black.

            “You should have listened!” He screamed back.