Dearly Departed

Two:And so it begins

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It's been two whole days.
Two whole days of watching my family break.

After Jake had called the cops, he had called my father, turns out he had gone out to get food that morning.
     Jake didn't tell him right away that I had passed, but he had made it clear it was an emergency and had to come right away.

Ive never seen my father cry, mother said she had the honor of seeing him cry three times in her life.

Once when she said yes to his proposal, when jake was born then when I was born.

This was my first time seeing him cry and it was heartbreaking he didn't cry in silent tears like Jake, no he completely broke down, ran upstairs and shook me saying it wasn't true over and over; my brother had to pull him off of me.

    The cops arrived shortly after ,I was never so gratefully to see them in my entire life, as soon as they started asking questions I zoned out to tired and too sad to even pay attention, I silently got up and made my way to my room.

  Sliding my hands on the wooden stair railing and stopping at my white room door that had a little chalkboard nailed on it that read "Anna" in pink neat cursive.
Bringing  my hand to the chalkboard I trace the name noticing that the chalk was slightly smudged.

Pushing the door open I walk into my room I didn't notice this before but it's a mess it's usually so clean that jake would always joke that I was a neat freak. My textbooks were laying open on the floor, on my desk my laptop was open, but it was off next to it was my notebook it was open and it looked like I was taking notes in it last night my highlighters where on my notebook and you could clearly see that I was busy coloring in all the important notes.

Moving my eyes away from my desk, I look Straight ahead. I focus on my white headboard trying not to look down but giving up I slowly move my gaze downward towards my purple sheets, my body is now lying up my eyes are shut so it looks as if I'm sleeping peacefully, my lips are slowly losing their color.

I didn't realize I was just staring at my body, the ticks of the clock passed by but I just couldn't look away.

It all seemed surreal, I just couldn't believe that I was dead.....

Then it hit me.Exactly how did I die? I don't even remember what I did yesterday.Why hadn't I thought of this?

Just as I was about to walk out, my room door opened.For a minute there I froze afraid that I would be caught at the crime scene.I completely forgot they couldn't see me....

Sighing I went to sit on the edge of the bed watching them pick at my things and label everything with their yellow cones, from what I've seen in the movies they are labeling evidence.
   They grab some more items and pack then in what looks like little zip lock bags.
They walk out with the bags in their hands while I just sat there staring at the blank walls hoping that I would remember something;anything.
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In those two days that they investigated my death They had ruled it out a suicide, I don't buy it, I have no proof nor do I have any memory but I can just feel it.
I did not take my life.

The day the cops came to the house to tell my parents I had "killed myself" was horrid. It was almost a repeat of what had happened the day I was found dead except this time Jake didn't cry he slammed the door and in blind rage drove away from the house.
He was probably Furious that I killed myself.

I would have followed him, but I wanted to hear the reasoning behind me "killing myself".
The two cops completely ignored jake's scene and focused on my parent.

The female cop was the first one to speak up probably because she had more sympathy for my parents.

" Ma'ma I hate to ask this but did Anna suffer from any depression?"

"No, she was always so happy and bubbly....I don't understand why would she do this?!"She threw herself in my father's arms and began to sob.

"Honey, shhh it's okay"He said whilst rubbing slow circles on her back,"Listen,honey why don't you go upstairs and rest up, I'll talk to them.He pulled her away from his embrace and looked her in the eyes,
" Okay?"

With Her eyes red from crying and nose running she gave him a soft nod and walked upstairs to their room.

The cop cleared her throat and continued on with her Questions while her partner took notes in his black leather notepad.

Her questions varied from has your daughter been bullied to did she recently get out of a relationship.

I found the last one a little bit ridiculous.

"Thank you for your time, sir, I think we got everything we need." With that she headed out but the silent cop spoke up."If you need anything or you have some new evidence please contact me."
    He handed my father a small card a faint smile painted his features.

And with that they walked out.

Turing to my father I looked straight at him.His face looked tired his eyes had become a dull grey they were once a shiny gray as if a piece of metal had been shined, but now it seemed as if some had forgotten to shine the metal and let it collect dust.

"What now?"I asked him, but he just sighed and walked away.

What was I supposed to do now?