The rain hits cold on Jen, who was too caught in her own head to even have a thought of a jacket. Each step gets faster, the feeling of she'll miss it if she doesn't get there soon. But she doesn't know what she'll miss, nor what she is going towards.
At the creek, a cringe is heard. Jen ducks behind a bush, paranoid someone has followed her. She see's a dark figure standing over the creek and tries her best to stay silent. In a second, the figure drops to the ground, leaving Jen confused. An unknown feeling of fear washed over her. Her mind couldn't process what had just happened.
Jen jumps out of the bush and rushes over to the figure, getting closer, seeing it as a man. Then a boy, and finally, Harry. Jen quickens her pace as she yells his name loud enough, surely, for the rest of the village to hear..if it wasn't in her head of course.
Standing over him, she can see blood dripping off of him, and his wrist, all scarred up. Jen only knew of one thing, having her mother having past suicide attempts. She drops to her knees and checks his pulse.
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Writing instead of being depressed
Mystery / ThrillerYou could say Jen was very optimistic, or hopeful. Sees the glass "half-full" and not "half-empty". You'd be going off of her looks and acts, for Jen could not speak. She doesn't have a tongue! Even so, she goes through a LOT and handles it pretty...
