Chapter 15

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At 6:00 pm Amy Lynn Carlo at Serenity Hospital Center died due to pancreatic cancer.

Born: Born: August 20, 1932

Passed: March 20, 2022

Age: 89

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This does suck. How do I get out of this mood? I don't even know what I'm feeling right now. I don't know what I need, what to do, or even what to think. She wanted to die making me think that she's a selfish monster and I do, a part of me thinks that she's a monster. But the part? The other part can't make itself to believe she is a monster, she doesn't deserve it. If anyone's a monster it's my parents but even what they did to me, I can't help but blame myself, that I caused it, that maybe I was a mistake, I am the problem.

Maybe I even deserve all this pain.

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These thoughts are all coming back to me, the bad ones, the ones that aren't me being angry, but the ones that blame me, the ones that make me feel an unexplainable pain.

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I am just a shadow waiting to be found.

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They say the cause of your pain can't be the end of it. But maybe it can.

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I'm not eating, not sleeping, not moving. Just sitting on my bedroom floor, thinking.

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I think I hear knocks on the front door. It's been 3 days, 3 days since my grandmother died and I accept it, I've been thinking and I accept, I'm not angry, not sad, just nothing, I don't feel anything towards my grandmother's death. I hear voices now, no not voices, just one voice. I think their saying my name I don't acknowledge,

I simply don't care.

Then there's silence and then to my surprise a loud crash although I hardly blink. Then a pair of footsteps rush around the house and the same voice calling out my name.

And then suddenly the door bursts open and a boy stands one foot in the room. "Everleigh!" The boy shouts. He rushes to my side. He says something I can't decipher. I try to talk but that pulls the trigger and suddenly my eyes feel heavy and everything is blurry. I hear shouts and it's making my ears bleed,


then suddenly everything goes black.

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