She was waking once again in this empty road . She didn't mind it , in fact , she was glad that there wasn't anyone around her that would look at her and judge everything she did. To her , it was obvious.
They would with no doubt notice her low self esteem , hesitant walk , and even her shy eyes.
She was walking home after her lectures . It was the same as any other day. She can't wait to get home to be in her bed's peaceful embrace ,Oh..how she longed for the comforting solitude of her dorm.
She isn't the extrovert socializing type ; she was always shy and had a very low self esteem which didn't help in her loneliness and isolation from other students.
Having no friends nor the ability to talk to people , this is usually how she would spend her afternoons and evenings .
Glad to have her own separate room in the dorm was how she felt.
After her parents had died , this was the only thing she did .
Although she has no one , she isn't that lonely. She , sometimes when it gets bad , tries to talk to her parents because she believes they can hear her even if they're not there.
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She got in her room and went immediately to take a shower. She has never been very fond of being dirty as she suffers from a mild OCD. It's always been like this.
She took her clothes off ,and stood in front of the mirror already not liking what she sees. She hates how her body looks because she just doesn't feel comfortable in it. It always pained her how she could not be like her sister. Her sister -to her- has everything she dreamed to have: the long and voluminous hair, blue eyes, beautiful slim body , her mother's beauty and her father's intelligence.
She sighs and gets in the shower feeling drained. It's how she has been feeling lately. She tries to cleanse her body and mind with the sizzling hot water which gave her some sort of comfort and somehow eased down her anxiety.
After her unsuccessful attempt of a relaxing shower, she sits on her bed trying to fall asleep , but she just can't.
Although she feels drained she's not tired physically,so she tries to study for a couple of hours, she thought maybe this will help her sleep. She always seeks for relief in her scholastic studies pouring all her frustration in studying and studying till she can't open her eyes from the exhaustion.
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After a few hours..
It's dark outside.
She definitely feels exhausted by now and sleep is luring her into its wonderful embrace. When she walked to her bed , already had enough of this day, She hears knocking on a door that sort of brought her back to reality , but not quite.She just brushes it off only wanting to drift into a peaceful dreamless sleep.
But then the knocking got louder , she still though that it's not her business ,besides there are other students that will undoubtedly help whoever is knocking.
She was drained and exhausted, and wasn't prepared to talk to anyone at the moment.
The knocking was replaced by loud cries . Although she decided to ignore it , it was irritating nevertheless.
The loud cries turned into sounds of people screaming and It seems that it's not going to stop anytime soon, so she had to do something because she would never be able to sleep like this.
She reluctantly got out of bed ,put on her sweater and didn't even bother to wear slippers.
Unlocking her door , she was met by complete darkness. Scared, She quickly closed the door once more. She got so anxious because it was too dark, she feared she would find something bad had happened specially that she now hears sobbing from the other dorm.
She tries to collect all the courage she could then opens the door slowly. It's too dark ; she can't see,so She tries to use her phone's flash to see what's happening, after she had heard someone running. Hoping that they're gone now , she opens her flash quickly and feels relieved to find no one.
But the sobbing from inside the room won't stop , she's afraid that the person is hurt. She knocks softly on the door not to scare them. The crying doesn't stop, so she tries to let the person know she's not going to harm them. ''They're gone.'' She says in a soft voice . She hears the person now wimpering instead of crying. ''Please , could you open the door '' she says pleading worried that something happened to the person . '' please, I want to help you'', she tried again,''I can't help you if you don't open the door'' . Now the cries and whimpers have stopped, but still the person doesn't open the door.
She gave up , but still she tried the door handle not expecting it to open .. surprisingly it did. She walks into the room hesitantly. As she enters the dark room , her first instinct is to switch the lights on. "Oh My God" she says while looking at the body laying on the floor. She can't see who it is , she can only see the lifeless body that laid there ..she starts crying , the person is practically laying there paralyzed yet still whimpering."Hey, can you hear me? I'm going to call an ambulance, so please just try to stay awake". What if this person is seriously injured.. what if they die!
There's no response.
Now she's hyperventilating, she's crying and talking incoherently on the phone ...
The ambulance is on its way.
