After writing her letter Cally placed the journal she had told her entire life to in the passenger seat hoping someone would find it. She opened the bag of coke and spread it across the center console of the car, spreading lines of it out evenly with a razor blade. Snort a line, forget, snort another, forget some more. The cycle repeated until the entire 3 gram baggie was empty. She wiped her nose, and grabbed the bottle of Jack chugging half of it. Feeling a bit woozy she weakly grabbed the small bottle of pills, taking out around 8 100mg Xanax. She swallowed each pill with a follow up of Jack Daniels. As she began to fade she started to reflect upon her life, how she doesn't remember a time where her father was nice, reflecting to the first burn she got, or how her brother held her after her father had broken her nose for the third time. She drifted into a comfortable state of unconsciousness, and slowly died, gripping the neck of the Jack Daniels bottle.
" Hey, girl open your walls play with your dolls we'll be a perfect family.Places, places get in your places, throw on your dress and put on your doll faces. Everyone thinks that were perfect, please don't let them look through the curtain."
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Dollhouse
DiversosSongfic. Based on the song Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez, a story of a young girl who lives in a "dollhouse". The downward spiral of a girl who has never felt love.
