the clouds were slow, and the unnatural heat was stifling; the kind of heat that stuck to your arms and made you choke. the air conditioners, a touch away from falling over the window sill, groaned loudly. the bathroom tiles were cold. they were always so cold. like ghosts, pressed around the living, kissing open skin and brushing across wet cheeks and lips chewed bloody.
the stairs creaked, the weight of everything that could and couldn't have been done pressing against wood that was born centuries ago. the heat rose as you went farther up them, and it made everyone want to stumble down and away.
the sun was suffocating, and it forced everyone outside in. it choked and burned pale skin orange-red. it stained the joseph family's arms when they went outside. they didn't notice until later.
red daisies bloomed on the bathroom floor, and that stained too. they froze against the cold tiles, and they held tired ghosts captive with their touch. no one noticed the skeletons until it was too late.
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somewhere only we know (joshler)
Fanfiction"pressure creates diamonds," tyler said, and it sounded like he was reciting a poem. "or," josh countered. "it breaks you." he snapped his fingers and tyler winced at the crack that shattered the air. "or," tyler agreed quietly, watching the clouds...
