Sarah's world was filled with colors, aromas and feelings, but never any laughter or sound. She spent the days hoping someone will come along and add this new sensation to her mundane environment. Then one day a curly haired Munson boy dances into h...
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Nancy...
Oh Sarah. She was such a messy one.
I see the clothes piled in her room again, I sort and start another load of laundry. Mike is running around in a hurry, everyone too busy for... for Nancy.
Jonathan and I had another fight. He says I love everything in the world more than him. That I need a cause, that I need to stay busy. That's not true.
I wanted everyone to have a good day, I wanted them all safe and I wanted there to be less injustice in the world. Yet, the only thing I really truly loved is him. Jonathan crept into my life, he saw me, he didn't see the girl that could support him, he wanted me.
That was till recently. You couldn't go party, you couldn't go drive around. There was laundry, studying, Mike.... ever since your mother moved away with your little sister, well you had to be there for Mike... you had to be a big sister.
Then there was Sarah.. she needed help. Her old family... her new family... she was my friend, she had been through so much... what's another few hours, weeks, when she's lost years.
Jonathan is wrong. I am fine. He is always worried.
I have school, activism, Mike... oh my head hurts....That's when it hits, my vision blurs, oh... dizzy and I drop all the laundry. Leaning against the wall I look over and see Mike, he stares at me, "You drink too much or something?"
I didn't know what to say, "No..."
He laughed and took off. I looked at the laundry, that was strange. I have been rather tired lately. I'll make some coffee... that'll work.
I start the load of laundry and walk around the room, there are random books and DND supplies. Eddie and Mike must have been up late with the campaign. I see Sarah didn't come home... I'll have to change her sheets tomorrow. I hope she is having fun with Eddie.
Oh.. I need to call Jonathan.
I move to the phone, dial the number, "Hello?"
"Hey Joyce.. is Jonathan home?" My voice wavers a bit. I hear a pause and Joyce hesitates, "Hey Nancy, yea let me get him for you sweetheart."
I hear some shuffling, "You need to come to the phone."
"I don't want to hear her excuses anymore... plus I have a guest. Come on mom.. just cover for me?" I can hear Jonathan's voice in the distance.
"Nancy.." Joyce started.
"I heard him Mrs. Byers. Don't worry I won't call again." I could feel the tears as I hung up the phone before she could answer. I knew it, I was not wanted.. he got tired of me... well I was too tired to deal with it...
I need to...
what was it I needed to do... I then feel a pain, deep in my stomach... it was harsh. Oh.. then I was feeling dizzy again. The pain was gradually getting worse. I need to sit down... I moved over to the kitchen... Everything went black....
