Rhapsodist Writing Contest # 3 - Inside the sofa lay a girl with the same face

I stand in my room, but the sofa is strange. It moves! Or not? All is quiet, I need to lie on it. And now I'm next to the sofa, but is it so scary? I forgot something, but inside the sofa lies a piece of my memory, and I need to move away, so as not to remember.

I'm still next to the sofa, but now it's open. Inside lies a girl in a strange blue dress, like the Snow Maiden.

I know that the girl died at her very purple face. But she is not alone. I know exactly the same girl, and there's a mirror hanging right above my head. You have to make an effort and raise your head. Although, it is better to forget about the mirror.

I do not raise my head, but I see myself in this mirror. And I understand that inside the sofa lies a girl with exactly the same face as I have.