For the next few days, I sat and cried when the flashbacks hit. They were so vivid that I thought it was a hallucination. It left me raw and newly depressed.
That was when I started to slip.
It had been a week since the incident and I was slowly turning into a skeleton, a shell of my former self. I stopped feeling anything. Not the kind words of Matilda or the needles and IV's that constantly pierced my skin. I didn't feel the coldness of the gel for the ultrasound of my neck, and I didn't feel claustrophobic when they strapped me into the cat scan.
One phrase floated in my head. The one that sounds so good but you know is saying all the wrong things.
Do you know that irresistible whisper in your ear or the voices that sound shivers up your spine? The voice that tells you to forget it all? That there isn't anything left and that no one will miss you?
Yes, that voice started sounding in my ear. I knew it was right, but couldn't bring myself to make it more than a thought that bounced back and forth from the reverberating walls of my skull.
But soon, I thought about how true it was. My parents were gone and I didn't have any family left, no friends had come to check in.
It isn't worth it to go through all this pain. I have nothing.
Even though my body grew still and cold, slowly shrinking into the sheets like nothing more than a corpse. My mind still raced, the one voice that sometimes suggested that maybe sleeping was better now multiplied until there were hundreds of screams being thrown into my ear.
I sometimes wake up screaming.
I was done with this, I don't want any part of the "grand scheme." I slowly got up, feeling blood rush to my head but not doing anything to drown the voices.
When I got the knife, I was completely ready. I lifted it up and plunged it toward my body.
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Key to Perfection
FantasíaClara wants to have a life with her mom and dad, and where there was money to spare for new clothes and healthy foods. And now she found a way to get that but what are the consequences?
