{LIE} Lost in Existence [Editing]

Day Thirteen

 (It's the last chapter! AH!  But there will still be an epilogue...)

Lost in Existence

Day 13

My eyes slowly fluttered open, squinting against the sunlight.

Yawning, I stretched and laid there for a moment, basking in the beautiful morning sun.

I pulled myself off the bed and reality began to sink in.  Today was the day.

For the first time in months, I felt a true smile take form on my lips. 

I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 9 in the morning.  I had plenty of time before midday came. 

Slowly I began to get ready.  For today, I was putting myself in my purest form. 

I started a bath of hot water, feeling that a bath was more appropriate than a shower.  I put my iPod on its docking station and turned on some music.  It wasn’t my usual kind.  It was the song Lonely Lullaby by Owl City.  This song always put me in a thoughtful and good mood.

Sinking into the bath, I sighed in contentment.  Today was absolutely perfect.

Why was I putting myself in my purest form?  To me, it simply felt like that’s how it should be done.  I shouldn’t die pretending to be someone I’m not.

Half an hour later, I wrapped a fluffy white towel around my body, after slowly drying myself off.  I then also wrapped my hair in a similar towel.  I walked back out into my room and opened my dresser.  I put on some plain white undergarments and then proceeded to pull out the dress I had bought a few days ago from one of the drawers. 

I couldn’t help but take a minute to admire the dress.  It had costed me a lot of money but it was worth it.  It was basically a baby doll dress.  The top of the dress tied behind my neck and allowed some of my back to be exposed.  It had a white satin ribbon just below my chest, and from there the dress flowed out down to my knees.  It was a summery dress. 

As I pulled the dress on, I made sure it looked perfect.  I would normally never wear a dress like this, no matter how much I would want to.  But deep down, this dress was me.  Before my parent’s death, I would have worn a dress like this as much as possible.

I made my way to my bathroom, and took the towel out of my hair.  Picking up a brush, I shook my hair out a bit.  I then combed my hair though, before grabbing my blow drier and drying my hair. 

When it was dry, it fell in natural waves down my back, and my bangs were almost straight.  I nodded contently, not feeling the need to straighten it.  But what I did do was put my hair into two very low pink tails. 

I looked in the mirror, satisfied and then continued on to brush my teeth.  I then put some moisturizer on my face and some lotion on my arms and legs.  Then it was time for makeup.

Or at least, it normally would be time for makeup.  Today, as I said, I was leaving this world in my purest form, which meant no makeup.  The only thing that wouldn’t be natural about me was my dyed black hair, but I would never be able to get it back to my exact original color.

I picked up my bathroom, and left shutting the light off.  I would never go in that room again.

I remade my way to my dresser and picked up my jewelry.  I put some diamond earrings in my ears.  I could have gotten some money for those earrings but they belonged to my mother and they were one of the few things I had left of her, therefore I could never get rid of them.

My hands next picked up my grandmother’s silver wedding band.  It was exceptionally beautiful and glittered in the sunlight.  I then also slipped on a charm bracelet that had also belonged to my grandma.