- Clothing: gray sweatpants, plain black tee
- Music: Daughter-- Pearl Jam
- Books: A Great and Terrible Beauty
- Drinking/Eating: Milk
I'm so depressed lately...
Basically, this is how I feel:
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
Faintly, she could hear the sound of the clock in her classroom, but she could not see her classmates, or her teacher. The same panic was gripping her, wrapping its long, skeletal fingers around her chest so that it seemed impossible to breath. Images flashed through her mind; of her friends laughing and talking together at their usual spot in the cafeteria; of her mother and father looking down on her with concerned expressions. Images of her classmates jeering as she tripped; of teachers glaring down at the doodles on her worksheets.
Bright spots seemed to flash behind her closed eyelids, like fireworks being set off by naughty children. She could no longer breathe as what seemed like wave after wave of gripping depression smashed down onto her head, freezing her organs right inside of her body. When she opened her eyes again, she was not in her classroom, but in her bathroom, standing in front of the mirror. The glass was shattered, and with an ethereal feeling of peace, she saw that her hands and wrists were sliced up from the broken glass, and that her body's precious elixir of life was draining from her.
A peaceful, blithe smile slipped onto her lips as she felt the pain, the worry, the fear, fade away from her to where she felt so peaceful, like things were finally getting better. Arms crossed over her chest like those on a Sarcophagus, she settled herself down on the floor, allowing the shadowy abyss of death to swallow her up, and free her.
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awwww. call me on the phone sometime, and we can talk.
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