Tugging the Strings

Mmph mmph! You told me to take off my hood for the first time, so I marched over to the tall mirror leaning against the hallway wall. I gripped the two brown drawstrings beneath my chin with both mittens and gave an enormous yank. Snap! Instead of loosening, the knot cinched up tight, pulling the thick orange cloth completely shut over my nose and eyes! Blinded, I took two wobbly steps and bumped straight into the heavy wooden frame, tumbling backward onto the floorboards. Mmm-ph... I didn't care at all. I just sat calmly in the dark, wiggled my mittens under the rim, and pried the opening back down so I could see.