“I have survived last night. I made it til the morning. But I don’t know if this is good news for me or not…” She said.

Her dark hair is as messy as her mind. Her eyes are as cold as the ice in her coffee. They’re freezing, and I want them to melt. I want her to feel better.

“Every night I close my eyes wishing I could sleep forever. But in the morning I’d wake up and know that I’m still alive. I can feel it. I can feel the pain all over my arms and my legs, my eyes, my head and somewhere deep within. Maybe, that’s just how it is. Pain is a huge part of living.”

I let her continue speaking. I want her to pipe up and release everything she feels inside.

“And you know, some chooses to continue and fight, while some decides to get away and find peace. And never come back.”

She looks down and holds her head like it’s hurting really bad.

“I want to find peace, too.” She added.

“Find peace, but please come back.” I blurted.

“But I don’t know if I should come back or not…”

“Come back… for me.” I said staring at her.

She looks into my eyes, and I continued.

“You’ll be fine, I promise.”

“I hope so. But, I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you anymore.” She replied and gave a cold smile.

She dropped her phone she’s been holding. It never rang since she dropped out of school anyway.

She reached for the pills on the cabinet.

She gets plenty of them and holds them tightly in her palms.

“Now, everybody will care and love you. You’re gonna be as fresh and as beautiful as picked flowers…”

“But you know, picked flowers are dead…”

The ice finally melts down, and realizes she’s facing the mirror. She’s talking to herself all along…

She took the pills and laid down inside the tub.

She gently closed her eyes and whispered, “Sleep tight, beautiful. You’re now ready to embrace peace…”

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