Meg starter with dressing room mirror
Current mood:  accomplished

Meg was worried about her friend, Christine. She had been talking about her dead father talking to her and even though Meg was not sure she believed it could she give credence to her friends claims? But then Christine had told Meg  she knew it was the opera ghost teaching her. Christine had seemed rather dreamy when she went to her dressing room and Meg had felt uneasy to leave her alone, or was she truly alone?

Meg could not stand it anymore. She rushed over to Christine’s room and let herself in relieved that Christine hadn’t locked herself in and she paused. The room was rather dark, but as Men's eyes adjusted she saw it was empty. Nothing seemed amiss, but it was clear Christine was not here. Meg remembered the arrival of Raoul. Perhaps Christine had left with him. Or the opera ghost. Meg shivered.  She hoped she was not in any danger, but the Phantom would not hurt her friend .

Meg looked over at her friends dressing room table. Everything was there as it should be, something else was there too. She walked over, and picked up the rose studying it. It was just a rose, but there must be something special about it. She shook her head and put it back on the table.

Meg faced the mirror. She loved this mirror. Her room had nothing like it, and if she had this room she would be able to practice dancing in front of it. She almost started to dance, but then she wondered, what about music? There was no orchestra here, but her voice could provide it. No one was here to hear her. She looked at the girl in the mirror , smiled and began to sing...and dance.