Answer:
Oh boy, sorry if this isn't what you want, but here we go
Step-by-step explanation:
I was standing in front of my mirror like I usually did. Then suddenly someone or something pushed me into the mirror. But instead of the mirror breaking like I expected, I fell right through it. On the other side of the mirror, I fell into a space that looked like a cathedral, if it hadn't been for all of the books. Books lined shelves from top to bottom, some looked quite recent, and some looked very old, and one was so old that it wasn't even a book, it was an old scroll that almost fell apart in my hands. I opened it to see hieroglyphics scrawled across the crusty paper. But what was really interesting was that even though I hadn't even understood hieroglyphs, I could see that everything written on the page was in my handwriting.
hope this helps:)