Jane, Part 1 - Her Room

Her room was...barren…

She had dark carpets…

stained in blood.

She had a queen sized bed with

a white wooden frame…

Her bedding was blue and flowery.

She had a brown bean bag chair in

the corner.

She had a flatscreen TV hanging

above her dresser.

She...she was lying in bed…

I thought...I thought she was just sleeping…

I couldn’t...I couldn’t see the bottle of pills…

I touched her shoulder...smiling…

She was...so cold…

Too cold…

I hugged her for what felt like hours,

not wanting to let her go…

I just...I just lied there, silent…

Then the sun bled through her curtains…

And I called her parents...

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