I watched the rain pour from outside my window.
Streak after streak of rain.
I could hear it splattering on the roof, very rhythmic and synchronized.
You did this to yourself.
No i didn't.
I wrung my hands. What 'she's' saying is true. I really did do this to myself.
I looked at the locked door, and i saw my father's eyes through the tiny slit at the top.
His eyes, such a shocking blue; so unlike my own; were filled with pity.
"Don't feel sorry for me..."
His eyes quickly left the slit.
"I'm not. I wouldn't say the same about your mother though."
A pair of stormy grey eyes took my father's place in the slit of the door.
"Juniper..."
I looked away. I didn't want her to see me like this.
I dont want her pity.
Their pity.
The worlds Pity.
You did this to yourself. Remember that.
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Dark Space
Mystery / Thriller"Just don't think, just don't think, just don't think." Juniper is trying to live a normal life, even though she suffers from paranoid schizophrenia, trying her hardest to ignore it all. But after a hospital visit, her life seems to be falling to p...
