It was Saturday, the day was cold and very rainy. David was bored and he didn’t know what to do.
He drew, read, made the bed, spent a large part of the morning playing video games, chatting with his friends and cousins, surfing the web and endless other things…
How bored I am ufaaaaa
-pits pits hey David.
David was very surprised that someone spoke to him. He looked looking for where his voice came from, but since he didn’t find anything he kept lying on top of the bed.
-David here in the mirror.
David got up he was intrigued, when facing the mirror the only thing he saw was his reflection.
He made a couple of movements and faces, but everything was normal. As she got a little closer to see if he saw something, his reflection gave her a tremendous fright.
-hahahaha what a good joke hahaha
“I don’t find it funny,” said David.
-I should have seen your face. It’s just that I see you lying there, bored and it gives me a thing. Do you want to have fun?
-Yes, and how?
-You free me and I show you how.
David thought for a bit. The reflection of him had never spoken to him before.
It opens me fallen asleep and I’ll be dreaming. Or maybe I’m going crazy.
-Dale David don’t think about it anymore and release me.
“And how do I do it?” I ask, intrigued.
-You just have to touch the mirror.
-That easy?.
-Yes, that easy.
As soon as he touched the mirror, he got into it, exchanging places. The mirror was silent, a space where nothing happened.
-Wait a little while I’m going to show you how to have fun.
The reflection left the room looking for all kinds of jokes because he was the fun, funny part of David. The first one he went looking for to bother was his sister.
She had gone out dancing the night before with some friends and was sleeping.
He slowly entered the room and painted her face, she looked like a clown.
Later he found his mother having coffee. He snapped his fingers and time stopped.
He put salt into the cup and stirred until blended. He snapped his fingers again, when his mom took a sip again, he spat it out, almost vomited. She didn’t understand what was happening.
“David, what did you do?” he said.
-I nothing, why?
-What did you put in the coffee?
-Nothing mom I came to drink water.
He turned around and left the kitchen very quickly, since he couldn’t contain his laughter anymore.
He needed to make a lot of jokes, once he had been able to get out of it… he went through the house looking for his father, but he couldn’t find her. He was half disappointed thinking what joke he could do when he heard the noise of the garage door. His father was coming back from the supermarket and he was coming back loaded. Under one arm pressed against his body he carried a jerry can with water and in his right hand some fairly full bags.
From the living room chair, seeing him, it occurred to him what joke he was going to do. He snapped his fingers stopping time and using scissors cut the bags. When he snapped at them again it all fell off and he was scattered. The half dozen eggs he was carrying crashed to the ground. The floor was shiny, shiny, recently waxed.
“You can, give me a hand instead of laughing,” his father told him. Bring me a kitchen floor cloth.
The joking side of David couldn’t stop laughing. When the mother saw what was happening she grabbed her head, she wanted to die.
The one who wasn’t having a very good time was David because being inside that mirror wasn’t fun at all. He had tried to get out several times, but he was trapped. He also felt betrayed.
While his parents sorted out the mess, David’s joking side began to play with Roco, a beige labrador retriever that he had as a pet. While he did it he thought how he could make the best, best, joke of all, it had to be one out of the ordinary.
-David, can you go finish getting out of the car what I brought from the supermarket?-his father asked him.
Ugh, that’s not funny.
Give David help.
David’s reflection reluctantly agreed, now all he cared about was making the best prank of all.
In the garage while he was taking the bags out of the car he found a can of red paint. He thought for a few minutes what he could do with her and when he saw Roco, he lit up.
He knocked over the can of paint on her and ran with it into the living room.
Roco came in dripping, leaving his footprints everywhere, but the worst thing was when he shook his body, splashing everyone and everything in the room.
The funny side of David fell to the floor laughing, he couldn’t stop doing it.
David was furious, he couldn’t believe the mess he had gotten himself into. Since he was going to explain to them that he had not been there, they were not going to believe him about the mirror. They exchanged places in silence, David was very very angry.
You didn’t find it funny. What good jokes!
David did not speak. When he saw that he was unable to use the video game console and cell phone for a month, he covered the mirror with a blanket because he didn’t want to see it anymore. He wanted to die. He had never had a penance like this.
-No David so you don’t leave me in the dark, it wasn’t a big deal.
-It was not so bad because the penance was given to me.
-Don’t be angry, please… I swear I won’t do it again.
David was left thinking about everything that had happened. After a few days he uncovered the mirror, he wanted to make the joking side of him understand that there was nothing wrong with enjoying joyfully, laughing with others, but without making fun of them.

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