Prologe

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"I once heard drowning was a really beautiful way to die, totally peaceful."

It should have been in that moment when Claire said those words that the warning bells went off in my head, but they didn't. I heard her say it and totally just brushed it off. And it wasn't until 2 days later when her mom found her in the bathtub, drowned that I realized I should have paid more attention. It was my fault that she was gone, I could have helped her.

Claire had been my best friend for years. We had become so attached that we knew each others every emotion, or so I thought. I was usually so good at telling when there was something behind her words and how with these words I failed to notice anything, I don't know. When I first got the call about Claire I was at home alone and I couldn't do anything. My throat instantly got dry and it was hard to breathe. I couldn't think about anything but Claire's face and those words, that damn sentence and the last time we had said good bye to each other. It didn't dawn on me until that moment but she had hugged me a little longer and tighter than normal. She's had been planning this for days, weeks, maybe even months.

Authors note:
I have had this unpublished sense early last year and just never got around to feeling like I should publish it. I have a feeling if I continue this it won't be very long but I finally decided to post the prologue because I like it and maybe if you can be patient you'll like whatever else I write as well. Thank you! Much love! :)

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 11, 2016 ⏰

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