Tragic

Part Four: Out of My Body

  Green grass. Blue sky. There she lay in that beautiful field of wild roses, red and white. Then she see's a figure off in the distance, a very small person is walking towards her. Juliet then begins to stand up as she stares at this person. She then realizes it was a girl, a little girl in a blue dress.

  The girl approaches Juliet very slowly and looks at her. "Who are you? Where am?" Juliet asks in a very nervous voice. "I'm you and you're where ever you want to be." the girl replies very kindly. "what are you doing here?" she asks the girl, "I'm here to tell you that, its okay. You don't have to be afraid anymore. He is gone and he is not coming back". Juliet looks at the girl as she slowly begins to fade away. 

  Juliet feels her body snap back as she jumps up in her bed. She can feel the sweat racing down the side of her face as she reaches for her phone to check the time. It was 3:25am, she began to quietly cry as she lay there in her silent dark room. After 30 minutes of silent crying and sobbing she went in her sisters room and slept in there. 

  The next morning was a Saturday so she didn't have to go to school or even wake up that morning, but when she did she didn't move. She just lay there. Believing nothing would get better, thinking she was the reason for her little sisters pain. She went to the bathroom and busted open the nearest blade and slowly began to drag it up and up. Staring down at her open wound only seeing all of her brokenness hit the floor, drop by drop, and little by little. Every tear that ran down her face she thought was another sign of her weakness, but Juliet is not weak. She just doesn't realize it.  

  Days pass by and every night its the same dream over and over again, she repetitively wakes up to this horrendous nightmare. The same wretched face that haunted her every time she closed her eyes.