Logging Off (standard:drama, 1114 words)
Author: Charlotte D'Espoir	Added: Jul 08 2003	Views/Reads: 3496/2327	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I wasn't sure what category to place this under. It is a terribly sad story about a girl who had come to rest her existence on one thing. A person. And as most people do at least once in their lives, they let her down.

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How could he do this to me? How could he?? I hated him. I hated whoever
Jenny was, I hated everyone. I hated God. i hate my parents. I hate 
this world. I hate life. I hate myself. 

I lie on my floor in a pool of my own blood and I'm crying. Then it was
blissfully calm. It felt as if I were being freed. 

Then it hurt. My arms, my body, my head. Ten times worse than before. It
hurt so badly I couldn't move, I couldn't breath. Then she felt 
nothing. 

~ 

She walked into the living room placing her keys and purse on the table.
God, she had a headache. 

She headed towards the kitchen intent on getting some aspirin. As she
stepped inside she gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. She took a 
trembling step back. On the floor was her sister facing away, as if 
asleep. There was blood everywhere and at her outstretched hand was a 
cutlery knife. Drawers were spilled out onto the floor and the floor 
was coated in blood. She looked down at her feet and saw her brand new 
pumps standing in the blood. She dove forward to her sister's side and 
kneeled in the blood. It was still warm and clung her knees through the 
stockings. 

Turning her sister over to check for her pulse, she screamed. Her
sister's face. It was so sad and peaceful. Her lips here parted, tinged 
with blood. She was pale, oh so pale. But her eyes. Her eyes were open 
wide and she continued to scream as she fell into their depths. She 
screamed a wordless blood curdling cry, a cry so tormented that the 
earth shuddered and that night, it rained hard outside, flooding the 
rivers, and washing away cars and fallen trees. 

~ 

They found her like that. Clinging to her sister's now cold dead body,
mumbling to herself. An empty vessel for a once troubled soul. They 
watched the traumatic scene and wondered where the parents were. There 
had been no sign of them. 

They found her holding her sister's dead body three day's after she had
died. After she hadn't answered the phone nor showed up to work. They 
found her huddled over a lifeless form, sitting in a pool of blood, 
speaking to things that no one could see. 


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